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BY 

Edmund W. Cavanagh, Deaf Poet 

1889H0B. 



SURE MOUNTING, 



THE MUTE IMMORTAL STREAMS, OF SYSTEMATIC 
THEORY, AND POEMS. 



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Written by 



E.!^. Cavanagh. Deaf Poet. 

1889-1895. 



'Tis the Mute Immortal Strains, 
Intreat, love, and grace divine; 
Deny me not again, ag-ain '. 
Or crave unjust against me thine. 



Of Strains Immortal, invoice never d 
Supreme accent, and beauty of the book 
To all the world as index to the sky; 
In heaven's name, heaven thus has spoke. 



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''*'''~\r EAR thou. O Earth ! the Father's heavenly calls 
|~\C) Like sounding- trumpets over the mystic wakes. 

Hark ye! sweet music in the memory halls: 
Such as great singers— their companions makes. 




"GOD'S throne is heaven, earth His footstool" 
As heaven's dominion the wheel for. the fool. 
Above the glor3', beneath nature's teautious charms 
Hell its darkness, dang-erous awful storms. 



INDEX. 



PART I. 

Omnipotent— Trinity— Literature— The Author's 

Book , 5-6 

Deaf and Dumb of America— Author's Histor^v 7-8 

World's Exposition 8-9 

Histor3' 9-11 

Manners— Eternal Day . 12 

Creation of Man and Woman 13-14 

Lovespring- — River of Life 15-16 

We are But Mortal— Poet— God's Love is Every- 
where 17 

Standard of Liberty — Omaha Business College — 

Standing- Before the Universe 18-19 

Chicago to St. Louis, Great Cities of the Earth 20-31 

Divine Original of Man, and Spiritual Power, the 

First Decree.. 22-23 

Divine Morning— In What Form Is Hell Eternal.. 24-25 
Main Object of Religion— Existence By Chance, 
Systematic Theor3' Proves is extremely Dan- 
gerous—State' . 26-27 

Colorado— Mineral Palace— Products of Ants .. 28-29 

Progress of Knowledge— Science of Knowledge 30-31 

Over the Rock.v Mountains— Mrs. Helen Hunt 

Jackson's Grave 32-33 

"Libertj- Enlightens the World"— Universal Call 

— Battle of Shiloh... M-3f> 

Holy Ceremonies— Omaha High School— Contest 

of Life. _... 36-37-38-39 

Lieutenant W. B. McClellan— Bright Star of the 

Morning 40-41 

Capitol Sermons 42 43-44-4n-46 



LOVERS' GEMS. 



PART II. 

Love's Immortal Dream— Occasional Poems- 
Love and the Angel— Advice to the Beautiful 48-49-50-51 

Sweet Maid— Sweet Friendships Aid Cupid— As 
the Angels are, to Me so are You— O Let us 
not Abuse— Lost One.. 52-53 



Adieu — Friendship — Inconsistency — Chime the 
Merrj- Xmas- Christian Friends— Unevent- 
ful Marriag-es 54-55 

God is Love — Infinite Radience — Goddess of Nat- 
ure — Obit to Sweet Sixteen 56 

Nature— Fidelitv— Love — Modesty — Hope 57 

Intensity— Dear Little Friend— Be Not Untrue— 

Remember Me 58 

Can Thou Be Moved— True For All— Gently-— 

False Friendship 59 

Think well of Me— Sphinx— Poet— Treachery 60 

Love's Treacherous Play— Peerless One 61 

Farewell— What I think of My Dearest 63 

Discussion — Listen Love 63 

Suicide and Death of a Young- Lady at Leadville, 

Colo. 64 

Dying- Friends— Capitol of Kansas— Colorado 

Springs, Colorado 65-66-67 

Woman— Tribute to the Ladies— My Morning; Star 68-69 
Pike's Peak Summits— Garden of the Gods— My 

Heart Existeth for Thee 70-71 

Lonely— Dear Little Miss, No. 1.— Dear Little Miss, 

No. 3 73-73 

Fay Wieble, No. 3.— Dear Little Miss No. 4... 74 

She Says She's Little, No. 5— She Comes Not, No 6 75 

Cruel and False, No. 7— The Heart that Beats for Me 76 

Lovers' Walk— Lovelj^ Woman— Hold the Fort 77 

President Harrison's Visit to Colorado Spring-s 

—Two Little Girls— Love Song 78 

For the Stage— My Mission— Man Vain— In Har- 
mony with Nature.. 79-80-81 

Dubuque, Iowa— Woman's Love— Little Room 83-83 

Happy New Year— Christmas Morning, Colorado 

Springs, 1891... 84 

Adieu Old Year, 1891 -Modern Daniel 85-86 

W^hite Horse— Dear old Year of 1890— Patience- 
Love 87-88 

Sermons to Converted 89-90 

Love and Truth 91-93-93-94-95-96 

Star of Lincoln 97-98 

Legal Notice 99-100 



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OMNIPOTENT. 

The lightning- flits across his brow. 
The storms are toss'd to and fro. 
The stars like diamonds in His crown, 
His face is lighted as the sun I 

"And I saw a mighty angel descending out of 
the heavens, with one foot upon the land, and the 
other upon the sea, having in his hand a little book; 
and he cried with a loud voice, saying: "Take it 
and eat it up, it will be in thy mouth as sweet as 
honey: but it will make thy belly bitter.' "" 



TRINITY. 

Holy! holy! holy! Lord God of hosts! 

Eternal is thy glory. 
And we love thee most. 

Glory be. O Father. Glory in thy Son. 

Glory be forever, may all be as One. 

And before God, I swear before the people, and 
all that is mighty and Eternal, that I am the same 
E. W. Cavanagh, Deaf Poet of Wisconsin, Chicago 
and St. Louis, westwards, and from Denver, Colorado, 
and the Rocky Mountains, now at Omaha, Neb., 
and that I am the sole author of every word and line 
of this little book in every sense: as well it being* 
entirely my own biography: this is the voice of one 
who "cannot lie." 



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LITERATURE 



"Tis leg-ion the innumerable 
To find the truth exercise the whole. 

The many channels that we find! 
'Tis from the dross we drain the gold. 

Employ the reason of the mind 
And lig-ht the candle of the soul. 

There is no heig-hts I have not attained inspirit 
■and no depths I have not descended, always living- 
true to God and all men since conversion, but sub- 
jected continually to the device of the unprincipal, 
creed, and avarice ambition of certain parties, to 
weaken the Supreme pointy of this beautiful truth 
and fiction, making me appear before the people as 
a shiftless idiot, instead of the real powerful and ex- 
traordinary g-enius as I really am, whom a large 
number are building- on, by a countermine system 
of lying, and public control, in delicate affairs in 
advantage taken of my deafness, similar to boycot- 
ting. Have you not heard and learned enough of 
the folly of believing any one where my interest is 
concerned but the author? 



THE AUTHOR'S BOOK. 



This book is a light if angels have fell! 
Through clouds of darkness, to terrors of hell. 
From the top of the mountain— the terrible steep, 
Diamonds from darkness, pearls from the deep. 



THE AUTHOR'S VISIT TO THE DEAF AND 
DUMB INSTITUTIONS OF AMERICA. 



Here, sheltered by artful Nature's charms, 
And free from pelting rains, and winter storms. 
The DEAF and DUMB, unconscious of the sounds, 
Play and sport, among- the charming grounds. 
They love, and make each other understand 
By signs and motions most handy at command. 
The Nation's wards, by "Uncle Sam"'— his gold 
Are folded into the tiock, the Savior's fold. 
Are taught by all mute expressions sweet. 
We all within the other world — meet. 
Imperfect the sense, yet the soul 
Marks all as equal on Eternal roll. 



THE AUTHOR'S HISTORY. 



During my short stay in this beautiful city, I 
will rewrite my history so as to credit all cities and 
public interest and prepare it for print. Though it 
was first written for this purpose at Colorado 
Springs, Colorado. It will contain selections of 
I)rose and poetry such as public sentiment and in- 
terest would justify me to print, under the protec- 
tion of law, order, and good citizens. 

The whole work, long expected amounting to 
some five hundred pages and over, has been impeded 
by the great adversity, and imperfect interest of 
two separate parties having the advantage of my 
deafness, to control things as best suited to their 
purposes. And now in fear and trembling for the 



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interest of those who wish to defend me in truth and 
right, I now submit the following: 

I do not believe in additions to ancient or mod- 
ern literature if it does not tend to decrease the 
present great amount of perfidious literature by a 
more complete criticism and overhanding of the 
whole, and as the papers have lately estimated, it 
would take many thousand of years to read the great 
bulk of reading matters, I do not think more than 
twenty years of an ordinary man's life should be occu- 
pied to learn all there is to know. In this, under 
supreme guidance we are more capable, a man will 
think of as much in a week as he can I'ead in a year. 
It, therefore, seems vain and unprofitable for 
me to add, or write of anything but the most com- 
plete, and that has never before been fathomed or 
understood rightly, such as the soul and eternal ex- 
istence must depend and is quite universal to man. 
I believe in self-made men, on these we must depend 
i s to the magnet which points true when all is lost: 
who under power and genius deny themselves to 
unhappy fate, conquer all things, and work them- 
selves into fame and eminence. If I use whatever 
genius that is given me, and the people credit me 
for, I like to use it in form that will give the great- 
est meaning in the fewest words, as in the intended 
poem to the World's Exposition, and which the im- 
p3rfect interest prevented me from completing, and 
to present it with a poem to the State of Colorado, 
and myself before the Exposition closed, as follow- 
ing: 

O worlds and wonders that springs from source un- 
knowing. 

Eternal ray — existence— and, far! 
O minds and wonders, and of glory glowing, 

Shines in the luster of the Columbian star. 



The mighty mountains, point up their mighty peaks, 
The mighty rivers, and broad; the mighty lands 

AVide oceans roll, where mortal voice now speak 
Over fathoms wide now mighty Nation stand. 

The model mind who braved the dark unknowing. 
Who dared the deep, and spanned the world and 



The mighty world where storm and time now sweep 
Eternal scroll, ecclesiastical of ag-e and time. 



Broad the way; and far, the worlds unknowing. 

Deep the sea, and wide the oceans roll. 
To higher aims — to stars and firmaments showing. 

From dust to dust, Eternal claims the soul. 

The world has always seemed an open court to 
me, and many thousand short poems of mine eagerly 
bought through Chicago and St. Louis and other 
large cities westwards; but few of them ever printed 
in the papers. It is necessary I should publish this 
speedily to prove my intent and gratify the interest 
of the people in a creditable direction, as my poems 
never fail to take affect if offered for sale. So the 
following is my history in the shortest possible way 
it can be given, and as it is written ready for the 
book and press: 

My father was born in Dublin, Ireland. His 
mother was French. My mother was born in Eng- 
land or Canada. Her father was German, and her 
mother English. Therefore, according to my pa- 
rents' testimony, I am a direct descendent of those 
four different Nations— English, French, German 
and Irish. This is probably the reason the present 
age finds me so completely universal, to stir the four 
•corners of the world so violently. I was born in 
Canada, town of Peel, in the year 1859 or '61, chris- 



tened Methodist, the faith my parents then em- 
braced. I came to America when nine years of age, 
to the State of Wisconsin. I will always support 
the standard of American liberty, as a sure road to 
a strong- and unchangeful constitution of liberty and 
right before God, a constitution designed, that was 
born many, and many of years before it was estab- 
lished or conceived in the minds of man, in the 
birth of Christ. God has g-iven me His own decree 
with His own hand and clothed me with fire that 
what I write in this little book, and the one forth- 
coming- should tend to the complete enlightenment 
of the world in Christ. I am one of a large family, 
some of them have turned out quite well; some min- 
isters — one of whom died in Montreal, Canada. My 
father was formerly wealthy, but lost steadily, and 
Avhen at five years of age. scarlet fever made its ap- 
pearance in our family, from which I lost one little 
brother; and another, "William by name, with my- 
self, lost our hearing. The organs of one of my ears 
is entirely destroyed and often runs very oftensive 
matter. The other was made slightly deaf and de- 
clined until I can hear no sound but the loudest. 
The drum of the left ear is perforated, letting the 
sound and free air right on to the nerves closing 
them, this is the reason I can neither stand a loud 
sound or hear a common one, or distinguish the 
sentence except by expression of the face and mo- 
tion of the lips. I was fourteen years of age when I 
last heard the birds sing and the harmonies of Na- 
ture, and learned to read and write much sooner. 
All the schooling I ever had in letters was before 
the age of sixteen years. God has taught me about 
all there is to know since then, and at time of writ- 
ing am extremely well versed in all spiritual Divin- 



ity, being a great reader and thinker, it seldom 
takes me longer than from seven to ten hours to 
read a volume of from 250 to 500 pages, as one who- 
reads partly by sentence, and before I come to the 
completeness of knowledge that compelled me ta 
understand I had grasped the ocean in one hand and 
the sea in the other; there seemed no bottom to the 
lightning like thought, that was spurred on by 
some invisible power over which I had no controU 
until I had grasped existence in my hands. 

''Though I could reach from pole to pole. 

And grasp creation in my span: 
I must be measured by my soul, 

The mind, the standard of the man."' 

There is no- bound or limit to Infinite thought^ 
unless fixed in something on earth in doing good in 
hope of heaven. I became dumb partly because I 
could not control my voice properly, and partly from 
the comprehending of existence and beholding God's 
great mysteries all at once. When arriving at the 
stage of manhood, when the spiritual and natural 
law takes place for better or worse and we are tried 
by higher powers, and have always possessed very 
heavy power since conversion, about the year 1880,. 
and was so extremely sensitive through my youth 
that I disowned my defective speech and hearing 
until I was compelled to acknowledge, and saw that 
it was better for me to own my state such as it is 
and not to notice by signs and expressions, but to do 
all my conversation by writing as sure and not de- 
ceitful; my genius being far greater than my natur- 
al ability in 'either sense, speaking or hearing, and 
put me in a far greater and higher position than I 
was able to defend without all my natural senses^ 
and those who obtained the position of favor and 



trust, acted in every way possible but the right 
way, and in revenge stirred up a hell upon earth, 
and made me an innocent victim of every device 
imaginable, in every way it could be done without 
detection — a mortal shame. 

Sweet are manners and grace that light the way, 
Of love and truth, the brightness of the day. 
When — sinnnnim Juf<. fiuninia injiiria* we greet, 
■Midst lilinding glares, when darkest terrors meet. 

When stars shall cease to shine as diamonds bright. 
The earth, sun, and moon, may fade away. 

What now we gain in life, as holy light, 
Almighty God, shall time Eternal day. 

My writings — the most of them — are very solid, 
but the action of the adverse in love and marriage 
affairs put me under mental strains that the most 
powerful genius living could not have withstood. 
So help me God, I will still vanquish and conquer, 
and dwell with thee in Eternity! When scarcely 
thirteen years of age I was much inclined towards 
God, with a desire to perform His will, and found 
no stories so romantic, thrilling, and interesting as 
the Bible, and when very young read it continually, 
and preferred it to any other literature. From the 
age of fifteen up to nineteen my life was spent in in- 
nocent misguidance when light visits of the spirit 
of God came upon me and I began a genius reform; 
and a few years later a brother of mine, a constant 
companion, whom I loved dearly, died; a shock that 
bewildered and completely overthrew me. I now 
became a devoted Christian reformer, and was pros- 
trated many, and many a time by power and ex_ 
tremity of the Most High and underwent many ex- 

* The rigror of the law is the heig-ht of oppression. 



traordinary revelations; and sin having- revived unto 
death, my feet slipping- a few times, I became bound 
in bands of steel. t 

I ran off in the wilderness knowing- no rest night 
or day, but walking- alone with God. During* this 
time I formed many brilliant conceptions of poetry, 
one of which is as following-; but wrote it many 
years later, the demand and persecution of others 
would never let me rest to complete many brilliant 
elfusions that had certainlv made me Immortal. 



CREATION OF MAN AND WOMAN 



Long- 1 Long-! ago I 

When the sky was deep and blue. 

When Eternal ages run. 

Before the created knew. 

When God contemplated creating man. 

He brought him forth from the dust and sod. 

For the beginning and the end: 

In the image of God. 

And as the spirit and the wind listeth: 

Adam come and grew. 

As in a dream the Immortal existeth: 

All things he knew. Alone I alone I with God I 

O what mysteries did the mind conceive, 

t "Bound in bands of steel." Longfellow expresses this 
in the last verse of his "Warning-," where he says: 

"There is a poor blind Samson in the land 
Shorn of his strength, bound in bands of steel, 

Who may, in some grim revel raise his haud 
And shake the pillars of the common weal, 

Till the vast temple of our liberties 
A shapeless mass of wreck and rubbish lies." 
Samson is the law whose strength Christ has shorn, and 
as manv as are under the law are blind. 



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As he beheld the, world as far as he could seel 
He called it a garden, and all things he knew: 
He knew them, and called them by their names. 
And God loved Adam as His own image, 
And Adam lived in wonder and loved God, 
In the mornino- of the world. 



And was there something wanting for Adam? 

As in a dream, he^lid not know. 

Was it somebody to share the glory. 

Of the beautiful garden where the Immortal grew'? 

He wandered everywhere but could not be found 

The object of his desire, where to be? 

He sang his songs in prayer, but not a sound 

Until God answered. I will answer thee, 

"It is not good for man to be alone." 

And the stars shone brightly, as Adam fell within 

a dream, asleep I 
Whatever magical operations there was. 'tis God 

alone that knows. 
How long he slept: did angels watch and weep? 
Hark! a sound in the wind that blows. 
And Adam awoke and did perceive, 
Beheld a form and it was Eve I 
And Adam knew and loved her. 
And bow'd to the morning star. 
'•Then sang the birds in paradise.'' 
As he loved her. so he made her. 
Bright and fair as angels are. 
But the world has lowly laid her. 
From the glory of the stars. 

Nothing could be more original or nearer the 
Divine conception: indeed, I seemed the living 



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actor, and underwent almost the same spiritual 
operations; I experienced the same sublime holi- 
ness and solitude that we feel when we imagine or 
read of our Immortal Forefather. About this time, 
when in the wilderness — the northern pines of Wis- 
consin — both Father and Son were revealed to me 
in a spiritual vision about the same hour '"As many 
as keep my sayings we will love him. and manifest 
ourselves to him" the heavens were open, I heard 
voices, songs, and heavenly music, wherein I trans- 
gressed the sayings of St. Paul, where he says, 
"Say not in thy heart w^ho shall ascend heaven, 
that is to bring Christ down from above, or who 
shall ascend into the deep, that is to bring up Christ 
again from the dead." This vision manifested 
Christ again upon the earth, as we have often read 
or seen Him in the garden or wilderness, in the 
posture of prayer, on the right hand of God, in de- 
scent from above. I began to break out with the ex- 
clamation, ''Oh! how I love thee." The answer 
came in the deepest sorrow, "If you loved me you 
would keep my sayings." The vision of the Father 
was up heavenwards, surrounded by a halo, at the 
top of a great beam, that descended to the earth. 
His hand extended, showing me the righteousness 
and illumination of His Son, and a voice came 
plainly, "An open u.oor is before thee that no man 
can shut." The same sentence that we have heard 
other great reformers declare, since then, nothing- 
could move me from the truth and word of God, 
and have fought with the greatest adverse power 
that man can be tempered with, conquered in the 
truth and word as manifested experiment in correct 
divination. Being a terrible warrior in Christ, the 
ladies whom I love— if any single one of them acts 



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the least improperly- from what I should expect as 
the most gentle of mortals, I will forever avoid the 
parties if possible, if their excuses do not prove 
justifiable, as I consider it an inexcusible insult for 
any one to believe anything improper of me under 
the circumstances, as those who experience my 
character will find me the most gentle of mortals. 
Though tortured by sensitiveness I endure all things 
as the sunlight quietly, modestly, and pleasantly. 

Sweet in lovespring hearts are glowing. 

Some with dying eyes are closing. 

Some misguided hearts are breaking. 

Some in sleep that knows no waking. 

Some in anguish, some in bitter curse 

As the earth whirleth onwards within its course. 

All who have the spirit of the Father, and are 
schooled by the law to real acceptance, is a terrible 
rigor, but in the schooling from it to the first decree 
in Christ.- As in the following beautiful form is all 
the elements of religion: 

To trust in Him whose kingdom above, 

The God-send for all while here below. 
Who performed a righteousness of independent love. 

In this, the rivers of life to flow — 
And changed as becomes everything. 

Our trials so hard no more will meet. 
In the beauties of earth as ministering! 

The hope, and expectations sweet. 
To be '"born again" and created anew — 
This is, designed for me and you. 
* ****** * 

To gi'eat a glory, transformed this, 
For worlds unknowing transit bles't 
Where winning love turns our woe aside. 
For this our Lord, dear Savior, Jesus died. 

While this will be true salvation to some, it 
will be perdition to others. It depends on how they 



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are schooled, and know from the evidence of all 
thing's. 

We are but mortal from the dust, 

To magnify while here below. 
The Supreme Being in whom we trust, 

Prom many, many years ago. 
Have likened us this, designed to be. 

We come, as quickly pass away. 



DEAF POET. 



All things in life so sweet, so dear 
I do deny I cannot hear. 
The rushing wind, the sounds of spring. 
The babbling brooks, the birds that sing. 
The listening leaves, the mountain breeze;^ 
The sounding noise of winter freezes. 
The roaring storms, and dashing waters, 
And most of all — earth's fairest daughters. 
And yet to be so sensitive of spirit! 
It seems as though that I can hear it. 



GOD^S LOVE IS EVERYWHERE. 



(Written by E. W. Cavanajih, D, P., Present. Copvrig-hl- 
ed at St. Louis, 1890 ) 



We know, God's love is everywhere — 
And see it up among the stars; 
We see it in the flower's bloom. 
The rising sun, and setting moon. 
God's love is everywhere. 



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It walks upon the ocean deep — 
We see it in the heavens weep; 
As in the sparkling fountains flow, 
Her rainy tears for all below. 
God's love is everywhere. 

In every herb upon the field — 
The more we pray, O let it yield; 
In everything on earth that grows, 
Sweet as incessant rivers flow. 
God's love is everywhere. 

The golden orbs that beam the sky. 
Says to all men — to you and I, 
Abods the earth (His blood was shod) 
"Rise up, ye living and the dead.*' 
God's love is everywhere. 

We see the ships that cross the sea 
Such is the turbulence of the free; 
The murmuring waters and the wave, 
The merciful, gallant, and the brave. 
Live to '"Watch and pray.'' 

Ye mountains, raise your awful forms; 
For over the dawn of the morn ; 
Look up all ye with faithful eyes. 
To Him be glory and all praise. 

"Sing praise to Him on high." 

STANDARD OF LIBERTY. 

Wave forever, sweet banner, mount high in the 
sky! 

Over land, over kingdom, all Nation denote. 
Just freedom thy cause, O! never to die. 

Over seas on the merlons and vessels that float 



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As high, over castle, each city and dome. 

As pure as the sky, and as brig-ht as the stars. 
Fair Liberty shall crown and brighten our homes 

And the stripes shine brilliant in the sunset bars. 

All over the world, if Nation shall fall 
In peace, as in war, thy glory to time. 

The free, and the bound, the great and the small, 
All standards, all kindreds, forever combine. 



OMAHA BUSINESS COLLEGE. 



"Tis the Omaha Business College, 
Where the mind will trace a course. 

To much shorter was of knowledge, 
Like an arrow through the earth. 

Men of learning, men of genius, 
Tutored minds and kindled spark, 

Lights the way to Omaha's College 
And much finer wav of art. 



THE STANDING BEFORE THE UNIVERSE. 

Those who live according to the mind 
Will quickly leave on earth, and far behind. 
Those who stand before the universe I 
Their sins and iniquities are brought forth. 
And judgment rendered according to their deeds, 
'Tis then, the spirit groans and hearts will bleed, 
'Tis then, that man shall quake and quail, 
For better or worse, or heaven to bewail. 



you stand before the Father's awful 
law! 
To stand in self -righteousness. 
Where men are cut and broken as the straw 

And life itself is treacherousness. 
Alone if we shall stand, to faint, or fail 

Before the truth Eternal we should claim. 
All the fiends in the infernal regions would prevail 
And hell w^ould hold us in its aw^ful flame. 



CHICAGO TO ST. LOUTS. 

OR 

GREAT CITIES OF THE EARTH. 



'Tis God who rules the mighty worlds and water 
And stays the storms upon Ihe seas and land. 

Wherein blooms earth's fairest daughters: 
And w^ondrous works of great men. 

As shines the sun, w^hat rules a Nation's day. 

The waking roars of the massive mange. 
Colossal they stand, as man will work their way. 

The draw-bridges, tunnels and great exchange. 

As rolls the ocean, storms the sea, 

Springs the monuments of iniquity. 

Thy looming walls and midnight heavy tramp. 

Thy marble halls make use for daylight lamps. 

Loud over the world, the solemn hours, 
The noisy clamor of those aw^ful shells. 

Electricity wonders, and manual mighty powers, 
Often kissed and ruined by flames of hell. 



Volcanos boom, the lands are shaken, 
To the senate chambers of the Capitol. 

Athwart the moors, storms are breaking-. 
In the mighty churning" of the great falls. 

The solemn views, the awful scene sublime I 

The church, steeples, towers that pierce the sky. 

Where grows as dead and living monuments. 
And where the dying live, and living die. 

From city to city — world overland, 
The invincible to face while here below. 

To Mars the footsteps tread, the great and mighty 
span, 
That through a citj' river flows. 

The calls and clatter of the surging hubbub. 
The stalwart beat, and bells that ring. 

Officers preserve order, and busy wield their clubs^ 
The Newsboy, Messenger, and the Fire Kings. 

What shapes our destiny, a conscient draAv, 

The lured knave of imbibed sin. 
As iron rules does God's Almighty Law, 

The cafe, the coley, and the cabel den. 

Jupiter, thou metropolis of the west, 

As far and wade the limits surround you are. 

Numbers have come, returned to their rest. 
The arms around you be the golden bars. 

Ehe golden sun, may sound the London moors. 

With Dublin, Ireland: fair France, with Parici- 
queen. 
The eagle soars, the lion proudly roars. 

And though I feel, my eyes have yet not seen. 

As onward grows, upward springs, 
Fro's the great commerces. 



As mighty they stand in their trembling, 
Spread out before the universes. 

Whosoever are closed to the law, there is no 
state lower than "accursed children,'' therefore, are 
lured villians. "For as many as are under the law, 
are under the curse," and those who are without 
law are libertines; so there is no real and genuine 
Christianity except in those who are schooled to the 
service of their Creator, as In the Rivei'S of Life 
to Flow. Yet it is by the law only that the world 
and humanity can be ruled. It has taken the writer 
fully four years to perfect the poem, Chicago to 
St. Louis, or Great Cities of the Earth. 



DIVINE ORIGIN OF MAN, SPIRITUAL POWER 
THE FIRST DEGREE. 

Was Immortal: having control of all things in 
spirit. t The second degree I have experienced, 
that from the overhanding of all things, from the 
evidence of all things from the beginning to the end 
in full power, are conscious of all things, and may 
tell of the present actions of the adverse and things 
that are: and under the full stature, and measure. 

t My experience in Exodus powers and original influence 
for philosophy reasons in which I so plainly proved, became 
a public dispute and catastrophe, wherein lives and public 
property became in danger: as those g-ivingr their opinions 
publiclj- in diversity were compelled to carry their points at 
great risk in either direction. The strife became very vio- 
lent, wherein the world beca ne an open court to me, subject- 
ed me to everj- kind of device imag-inable and danger; but as 
soon as I had satisfied myself beyond all doubt concerning- 
all infinite mj^steries, I threw off all originalinfluence and 
adopted an ideal degree of existence, model and moral, so 
that I have no mysterious power or influence now, but am 
persuaded in ray theory as reliable to balance all minds con- 
cerning- the Infinite. 



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may have control of all things more or less, as 
Noah, Moses, and Daniel. ''For God is not only the 
<2reator of man, but of every living, creeping thing 
that breathes, that walks, or creeps the face of the 
earth.'' Not as evil as they would make it to carry 
their points; but a spiritual protection from wild 
and savage beast in the beginning of existence: and 
the writer has very extraordinary and undoubtable 
evidence of which he writes % And the real origin 
of man, instead of being the ofT-spring of natural 
existence, as some scientific scholars give us to un- 
derstand, was formed and brought forth wholly of 
the spirit from some portion or substance of the 
earth. * * And that we are spiritually designed to 
vanquish mortality and rise from this world spiritual 
bodies (See Main Object of Religion, page 26). The 
soul also in spiritual progress is relation to elec- 
tricity and diversity of lights; as the writer has full 
experience of which he writes and will simply ex- 
plain where scientific reason protests against the 
Oracles to consolidate as mentioned in those select 
articles as the guide and moralizer of man. The 
word schools in form, to systematic theory to ac- 
cept the whole in dividend as we ''cannot serve 
God and mammon,"" and no man can make any thing- 
out of the Bible by practical knowledge as we un- 
derstand it; but in spiritual holiness and right use 
of our members our relation to God may be discov- 
ered, and our original and reality discerned, and 
what we may expect in the future destiny. (I say 
that as God is the creator of the body, He must 
reign, or it is laid waste and handed over to de- 
struction; therefore all revelations to the inward 
soul of man are real and genius, hold fast until you 
find that God has control of His Temple.) 

t No savagre or wild beast will touch a man under full 
orig-inal influence, so Daniel was perfectly safe in the lion's 
den. 



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DIVINE MORNING. 



Good morning-, sun! 
Good bye, moon and stars; 
The breaking of another day 
Creeps through the golden bars. 

When rosy greets the morning sky, 
And all the living- objects rise, 
Return to God their living praise, 
'Tis then, His eye is open. 



IN WHAT FORM IS HELL ETERNAL? 



The study of Astronomy and Scientific Theory 
in Natural Existence, as well as the development 
of the solar system in scientific researches, goes to 
prove that the orbs of the heavens develop in bulk 
and decrease by flame, and that the magnifying and 
decrease of each is hardly perceptible during the 
period of human existence. * * It is evident 
that all the flaming orbs and foreign bodies of the 
solar system are continually on the increase and 
decrease, and the Eternal hell to come is no other 
than the earth developing to flame. It is estimated 
that the sun's decrease is at the rate of 250 feet per 
annum and that in 50,000,000 of years the sun will 
be extinct and cease to give light. The theory, 
therefore, of the truly divined hell Eternal, is no 
other than the earth developing to flame, or de- 
struction of the temple and reason. The sun is the 
sole regulator of our universe, though there may be 
countless millions of other horizons of as vast do- 



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minion. It is the sun's electricity that keeps the 
earth and planets moving- in their regular path 
around the sun; and when the sun loseth its power 
over the planets and inferior bodies, they will pos- 
sibly stray from their regular course, burst into 
flame, move as do the comets, or become fixed stars. 
And when this takes place, the moons of the infer- 
ior globes will evidently become the same relation 
to them and the earth, as the earth is now to the 
sun. Man would have to exist millions of years to 
<3stablish this as a positive and reliable theory. As 
well this will evidently seem a more reasonable 
sense of hell eternal mentioned in the Oracles by 
man who had no perceptive knowledge, but a reli- 
able conscience; were able to warn all of the fore- 
ordinance, but not as scientific philosophy now de- 
velops. Yet the word as it was given, is a far more 
reliable guidance for the safety of man than any 
that could possibly be given at that date. I have 
read in some scientific articles that the earth is also 
on the decrease. I hardly think this will prove 
anything but a possible error; the earth may be in- 
€reasing in some parts and wearing away in others. 
At last all solid bodies as the earth and planets ac- 
cumulate and magnify in theil* atmosphere, as puri- 
fying bodies through the heavens: and as corruption 
is the food of fire the point is plain. Yet so slowly 
do they magnify and decrease that it would take 
ages to develop a perfect certainty. The earth's 
prospective age reaches far into the millions, while 
we can only trace our origin as far back as four 
thousand years. 



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MAIN OBJECT OF RELIGION 



Is to increase in spirit to the fulness, stature, 
and measure that was in Christ. For we are des- 
tined to rise from this world spiritual bodies more 
or less; and as Christ came in the flesh, vanquished 
the same, and gained the victory of death and the 
grave, and rose from this world a spiritual bodj', so 
we all more or less through Him, must gain the 
victory of death and the grave — as much as possi- 
ble — to rise in Him. (Not that we vanquish the 
flesh, but of death and the grave). 



OUR EXISTENCE BY CHANCE, SYSTEMATIC 

THEORY PROVES IS EXTREMELY 

DANGEROUS. 



The above article goes to prove that man would 
be wise to prepare themselves for any dreadful cal- 
amity or catastrophe thatmayhappen, as the study 
of those wondrous realities goes to show what an in- 
significant mite man is, compared with the great 
universe, and how our earth is but a speck of dust 
in the vast canopy of blue, and how there may be 
countless other worlds much larger than our own. 
inhabited evidently by much more wondrous and 
singular objects. * * * It all goes to show^ that 
we are in great danger, and subjected to prospect 
collision of the orbits of the solar system, or planet 
with the comets and the earth, wherein we would 
have no more chance than any insect we might 
crusp beneath our feet. * * * "We are evidently 



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becoming sensible to those facts, and the religious 
Oracles the standard of civilization: and school of 
the soul and human form, has no other object than 
to perfect us to the present enlightenment wherein 
we are compelled to adopt a systematic theory: that 
as man by the word to the temple of God and holi- 
ness, so is creation by system, and as "God is every- 
where" He is evidently a spirit infinitely vast, in 
whom we all have a portion to develop by the word 
to the temple of God, or decrease by sin to death 
and destruction, and we can form no conception of 
heaven except from what witness we have within 
us. While we have every evidence there is a hell 
(the evidence of flame, the law^ and every disaster). 
There is possibly a celestial sphere betw'een the 
earth and sun, somewhere, that would indicate the 
necessity to subsist to the outer direction from 
flaming orbs, and to rise from this world spiritual 
bodies. 



STATES. 



(Written and Copyrig-hted bj Edmund W. Cavanaug-b, D. 
P., for the State of Colorado, and Mineral Palace, and admit- 
ted the most adapted and stately poem written for that state, 
among- a larg-e number of writers in contest for the prize of 
Dec. 10, 1891.) 



All kingdom and states of worlds control'd 
As fame of eminents wide are rolFd. 
O, man, be just; and marked thus: — 
Great God is love. "In God we trust." 



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"NIL SINE NUMINE." 
C'OLORADO. 

Is like the great bold eagle white; 

With plumes soar so high, 
Its pillars tower to the clouds 

And mountains comb the sky. 

A great divide of mount and plain 

And with the union races, 
Vast wealth untold, will yet unfold 

To millions in the cases. 

And on the rocky mountain chains 
The miners and their burrows, 

Seek to find the golden vein 
Among the rocky furrows. 

It is a state of gorgeous scene 

Of sunny scene sublime I 
As well a charming health resort 

For man of every clime. 

The dark, coal beds of smothered flame 

Will furnish fuel for ages, 
^'Iron horse*' strikes through the range 

And through the rocky crags. 

As ants, men work their petrified cell. 

Love, labor all our race. 
With soda springs and oiling wells,' 

It has the Mineral Palace. 



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MINERAL PALACE. 



Of Oriental splendor old in story, 

Ancient architecture, saint and sage, 

King Coal, as Saul in Solomon glory, 
Pristmatic representing on the stage. 



THE PRODUCTS OF ANTS. 

Diamonds, silver, marble, white; 

Chronic iron, spar flour. 
Tourmaline and wavelite. 

Coal, coke, and golden ore. 

Miscellaneous mint, splash, dash. 
Brilliant lights and modes of art. 

Dazzling beauty, crystal flash. 
Everything to charm the heart 

Hot springs, cold springs, 
Mineral progress on the wing. 

If celestial kingdoms adorn the skies 
We may all run for that great crown. 

If man to unknown lights arise. 
There may be mountains trampled down. 

The reader will recognize that there was no 
poem among them all published in the Colorado 
Sun adapted to the state in question; and the poem 
that did take the prize was more adapted to a con- 
tinent, or country than for a state. They are prob- 
ably aware that when a state so written for, a poem 



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must be complete for the state in question, in re- 
.cognizance of brother and sister states. In this re- 
spect the poem that is before you — as stately — the 
only one. The poem herein is only a few of the 
author's to that magnificent state, and if they re- 
ceive justic3 they will certainly lead all endeavors. 



PROGRESS OF KNOWLEDGE. 



O, minds that quickly get in a muddle, 
That quickly get in a puddle, 
Muddle, muddle, muddle, puddle. 
As true to knowledge is our daj', 
O Wisdom, broadness of the way. 
Guide us, turn us not astray. 

True torch, and guardian of the soul. 
O Liberty! enlightenment of the mind. 
Through time and worlds as ages roll; 
To every kindred, tongue and kind. 
Shall wasdom shine as light as day. 
God speed, and guide us in the way. 



SCIENCE OF KNOWLEDGE. 

This is the day, this is the hour 
That nature stands revealed. 

To science of knowledge and power, 
There's nothing now" concealed. 

Through ages since the world began, 
The mortal minds have swayed. 

To rule in sense and rights of man, 
How nature's laws obev'd. 



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And in the great consistency — 

The struggle and adversity. 
Who will do right it does not say. 

It reigns of supremacy. 

If fair, or foul, or ill the ominous 

Each party of mankind. 
A perfect form is gentle woman: 

For man, a perfect mind. 

True love is worth our agonize 

The sacred ties revere. 
Join hands sweet natures harmonize 

And kiss away the tears. 

From earth created heaven is ours 

And in it all combines. 
True science will guide us through our sorrows 

Through shadows to sunshine. 

Then let us sing, as angels sing 

To souls that cannot sever. 
This singing heals all broken wings 

And ties true hearts forever. 

There is an aim for everyone 

To do the best we can. 
True love's a perfect gentlewoman, 

The same a perfect man. 

As songs eternal cannot tire. 

O, let us sing again. 
And try to higher aims aspire, 

The poet's Immortal Strains. 



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OVER THE ROCKY MOUNTAINS. 



Upwards 1 Upwards! Upwards keep! 

Over the Rocky Mountains. 
A never ending winding steep 

Over the Rocky Mountains. 

Whence come those awful! awful rocks! 

Who hurled them here below? 
Piled them many and many miles 

Above the clouds and snow? 

Who formed these awful boulders 

Like bald-headed cones. 
Around which the thunder lightning flies 

And parting storms groan? 

In canyon, rocks, and mount^ain crags, 
God shows his mighty powers; 

From long ago and titanic age 
He made them as His towers. 

And now they point with capped head 

Up to the azure sky. 
As gigantic monuments of the dead 

Of time and ages by. 

Upw^ardsl Upwards! Upwards keep! 

Over the Rocky mountains. 
A never ending winding steep, 

Over the Rocky Mountains. 



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*MRS. HELEN HUNT JACKSON'S GRAVE. 



'Bury me where the wild breezes play," 
The queen of light first greets the king- of day. 
The wild roe sports on the mountain tops, 
Where bounds the deer and the antelope. 

The snowy crest spreads her mantle white, 
The gig-antic forms look stormy over all. 

Where the silver streams in the sunny light, 
As in fairy lands of waterfalls. 

Marks the spot of a queen of listing lays. 



The lowering columns around about me soar, 

Darts sheets of flame beneath the rocky bed. 
The lurking panther through the canyons roar, 
Now mark the spot of the silent dead. 

"I return to earth, its stormy plights, no 
more." 



From Mother Earth, a child of nature born 
Who loved to roam in the charms so wild; 
From thy beauties taken to thy bosom borne, 
Hidden forever in thy charms and smiles. 

The clouds a vale, thy beauties my grave 
adorns. 



*The great American poetess who was formerl3' buried 
hig-h up on the mountains, south of the great Pike's Peak, 
directly over the great Cheyenne Canyon, among the Rocky 
Mountains, but has since been removed to the Colorado 
Springs cemetery. 



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'LIBERTY ENLIGHTENS THE WORLD. 

God bless our country, and her cause, 

With liberty her laws. 

For tyranny shall crumble down 

And liberty shall wear the crown. 

Sweet liberty, sweet liberty 

That leads us on to victory. 

The lion bound he roars. 

The eagle freely soars. 

For what was not, we now have found, 

In liberty there is no bound. 

Sweet liberty, sweet liberty 

That leads us on to victory. 



UNIVERSAL CALL. 

We know, before the great and just 
The mountains and the rivers, 

That man will rise and sink to dust 
And things go on as ever. 

He knows us all, his ways unseen. 

His call, we must obey. 
Like reeds are shaken in the wind 

Or dashed before the spray. 

Why sorrow in His will supreme 

Away to distant lands. 
The morning from our presence here 

He calls us home again. 

To live in light, to walk in light, 

How. beautiful it seems. 
The closing out of day and night 

To everlasting dreams. 



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BATTLE OF SHILOH. 

Hear ye stars of glorious North, 

In conflict with brothers South. 
Broke good friendship in their wrath 

lu crude pride, and legislate. 
Rights of man, and rights of state 

When the war cloud bursted forth. 
And the eagle's wings as broke, 

Beckoned hades in fire and smoke. 
When the question of North and South 

Belched forth at cannon's mouth. 



Thus the terrible strife began 
Death and terror now the reign. 
As great armies did beseige. 
In defense of liberty's design. 
And the first great victory won 

On the field of Shiloh. 

Hark! the very heavens roar, 
Storm clouds toss'd lightning blare. 
Around about them and before, 
Heroes fell to rise no more. 
In the struggling miry gore. 

On the field of Shiloh. 

Forward! forward! torrid mount! 
Grant and Sherman to the Front. 
Johnston, Beauregard, swift and fleet, 
Passed the Unions in retreat. 
And as Johnston fell his fate, 
Gallant Beauregard lost mate. 

On the field of Shiloh. 



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Flying- bullets, flying shells, 
Woke the battle din of hell. 
Yet those heroes did not quell. 
Rigor was their lines and well, 
Frayed on the battle skill— 

The field of Shiloh. 

O the cold and glittering steel, 
Such as dying heroes feel. 
On the hot and gory field, 
How the very earth shakes. 
Heavy fire, heavy grape, 

On the field of Shiloh. 

Now has turned the battle tide, 
Feast of gory Nation's pride. 
Clouds of dust, clouds of smoke, 
Flashing sabre, lightning stroke, 
Beauregard's lines are rout and broke. 
Flying from the field I 



HOLY CEREMONIES. 



I stand within the gates of heaven I 

I hear the wedding march, 
Of many souls united given 

They stand within the arch., 

I hear the words and solemn soundr^, 

The holy ceremonies. 
God's blessings and the joy have found. 

Let angels harmonize. 

If I am yours and you are mine 
This I pledge my heart to thine I 

If I'm untrue in life to you, 
O God, forbid the stars to shine. 



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And this before the altar fires 
The twain are made as one. 

True love throug-h age can never tire 
Within the holy bond. 

The holy bond, that bridg-es sin, 
That binds the hearts of lovers. 

And this they enter lingering in 
Forever and forever. 



OMAHA HIGH SCHOOL. 



Where proudly sets roamly high on the hill, 
With the g-rand old Missouri below. 

As a cockade in the morning- sunlig'htl 
As in the west with the sky aglow. 

Here opens the gates of knowledge 

To the mind and youthful test. 
At the Omaha Board and College 

In the portals of the west. 



CONTEST OF LIFE. 



The only part of hell to me, are lying fiends in 

human shape. 
They crave my worth, they love to see or get me in 

a mortal scrape. 
With hellish lear, and fiendish laugh, where patience 

spent they try me sore. 
The loving truth they do beguile and try to make 

my girl a whore. 



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T^hey throw on me their hellish deeds, their foul 
device and rotten crime. 

They rip and tear my character, and run me on the 
guillotine. 

They steal my treasures dear to be. in foul appoint- 
ments countermine. 

And where as ang-els true to me, would love to see 
an angel shine. 

And with the riches of the world, their artful 

creed and magic spells. 
Deceive and cheat the poor girls and drag them to 

the leathing hell. 
All this in true, and more than true, in heaven's 

sight and mortal sway, 
And in the pretended good they do, I am sure 

there's many mourns the way. 

If I am true in pure glow, vain try to save as saveth 
thee. 

But then they work it so, and true, the blame is 
sure to fall on me. 

And when I climbed the mountain twain, in sum- 
mer watched the owl and bat, 

Or far off in northern pines, killed the bear and 
timber cat. 

True now we stand, must deal with them, in truth 

and modesty if at all. 
For if in word of life we stand, to strike in violence 

is to fall. 
Yet sweet is truth, within us dwell, the broad great 

world where terrors wake. 
We feel the foul and magic spells, as stormy winds 

and waters break. 



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I raved and watched the morning- star as it glittered 
in the early dawn, 

I knew the fortune time not far, this great encoun- 
ter to be drawn. 

The keys of heaven were in my hands, the shining- 
sword of glittering- steel, 

As Michael did beside me stand, and showed me 
how that sword to wield, 



Bright angel he, as me within, ten thousand crowns 

above me soared, 
Ten million angels wept in sin; the lightning 

played; the thunder roared. 
Set mighty foot upon the sea, set mighty foot upon 

the land. 
The sun did rise in morning glee as played the 

lightning through my hand. 

Thus Michael stood, 'midst sounding blast. Almighty 

God I do efface. 
And voice of angels found at last you soon will see 

in morning peace. 
In faith and power your poet true, in ten long years 

of great contest, 
Has bound the d 1 in chains slew, now peace to 

all, and mind shall rest. 

Strong angel he, bright as the sun, his garments as 

the crystal snow. 
So bright the light and race he run, he plunged the 

word in morning woe. 



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LIEUTENANT W. B. McCLELLAN. 

Men are born to rise or fall 

What honor marks their career 
And God Almighty ruleth all 

Prom birth to casket bier. 
And when the storm of life has pas'd 

We hope, but no one knows. 
What has become of forms we pres'd 

Cold lies, beneath the snow. 
The soul as pure as heaven's sky 

We count Immortal day. 
But then the form as clouds fleet by 

As quickly sure decay. 
And all that's dear to tie of life, 

To childhood home so sweet. 
So very dear thy husband "wife" 

OI never more to meet. 
We mourn to heaven lift our eyes, 

O God thy mission fill 
The calling- home from earth to sky 

We know it is thy will. 
And over the Rocky Mountain main. 

His footsteps traced Creed* 
There died— his dear young wife in wane 

Now mourns in widow weeds. 
"And O," she said, "I loved him so; 

Most gallant, brave, and true. 
But now of him no more will know 

He's gone to the gates of blue." 
He passed the din, the terrible war 

All through the North and South, 
And now he joins his country's stars. 

For all of heroes worth. 
*Small town among- the Rocky Mountains. 



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BRIGHT STAR OF THE MORNING. 

To love you bing'ht Ideal, the light of the rarest! 
O! let then our love be that of the purest. 
To love, and to cherish, the rights of adoring. 
O live but for me "Bright star of the morning." 

In the brow the crescents where thy garments are 

trailing, 
In the gray dawn of light, in ethereal love. 
Thou turneth to the doors where my heart lies ailing 
And Gabriel sounds to the rights of my moves. 

As oft I have watched through the long hours of 
twilight. 

Thy brightness and glory, as thy sisters were 
straying. 

A twinkling! twinkling! till the broad hours of day- 
light: 

As if angels and babies about thee were playing! 

And long since the time and the age of thy waking, 
When life was abounding in lamentable woe ! 
Thou shone forth thy rays in the hearts of the 

breaking. 
And glory was sounded to thy celestial glow. 

The home ol the soul, the hope of Immortals. 
The Far! Faraway; beyond the stars overhead, 
Thou glistens and glows near the sunlight and por- 
tals, 
And the heavens declare it is thee I should wed. 

To love you sweet I'N, the light of the rarest! 
O! let then our love be that of the purest. 
To love, and to cherish the rights of adoring; 
O! live but for me bright star of the morning! 



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CAPITOL SERMONS. 



SERMON S WRITTEN AND PREPARED TO BE SUB- 
MITTED TO THE PRINCIPAL AND STUDENTS OP 
THE UNIVERSITY AT GALESVILLE, WIS., FOR 
DEBATE, MARCH IST, 1888. 

"The Messengers of God are sent to the people 
to call them to a new and shining- light; and to raise 
the dead." 

The calling of the Gospel is unto repentance, 
and the calling of God unto holiness; therefore it is 
necessary that all should repent and receive the 
spirit of adoption, for without it all gospel tendency 
and administration are in vain. 

Blessed are they who love God, and are beloved 
for Christ's sake; for to love and be beloved is the 
kingdom of heaven. For "God is love," and we 
cannot love one another truly without the spirit of 
holiness. Therefore all depends on complete re- 
mission and receiving of the spirit of adoption, 
therefrom to live as new creatures unto GOD, 
through the righteousness of his Son. 

And from the time of conversion, to as many as 
believe and live in this righteousness free and inde- 
pendent of their own, shall be saved; for there is no 
difference between any church or any one, as long 
this righteousness of Christ, that is the righteous- 
ness of God performed for us, has dominion; and the 
whole universal truth and faith is this: There is 
one God, one Father of all, in whom we all have 
an equal right through Christ, his righteousness, 
to serve him with one mind wherein there is no 
evil difference of any kind; in complete union as 
one great army before GOD. 



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And to as many as are not completely under the 
control of the spirit in this righteousness, know Him 
not. For this righteousness is to free us from our 
own, that has the bondage of the law, Sin and death, 
and righteousness of Christ is a righteousness of 
God performed for us: Wherein we have our 
freedom and liberty to serve Him only. 

Our righteousness, the righteousness of man, and 
the best we can in faith according to knowledge, is 
vain and mortal; and leads to. the knowledge of our 
own iniquities, the law Sin and death. While the 
real faith in the real Christian progress takes affect 
Makes life and death real, inforces the necessary of 
Christ His righteousness' overthrows our own, and 
changes the mortal to the immortal. This takes 
affect upon all the same though remission, to over- 
throw the righteousness of man and establish the 
righteousness of Christ, and of God in us. 

There is no religion so fair as to" Watch and pray" 
and no salvation power so great as that of love and 
truth; truth is one, and entirely free from decep- 
tion of any kind. The bible is true in all things, 
according to its respective divisions, and needs no 
revision. Why would you increase legion? But cor- 
rect divination, as the chief history of humanity and 
truthful book the people should live by, as know- 
ledge, wisdom, and understanding is legion, it bein^ 
directly contrary to innocence — "It is grievance and 
vexation of Spirit"(King Solomon). "Thou shall be 
as gods knowing good and evil" (The Serpent). All 
without the wings of this holy book is legion, per- 
versal and destructive— the "Plagues of Egypt." 

All is heaven above to me, through faith in 
Christ, his righteousness. 



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All is hell below to me, under the law, by the 
law, and its knowledge. 

The flesh is one, and the Spirit one. 

All are equally condemned to death, under the 
law, by the law, and its knowledge. 

All are equally forgiven and justified, through 
faith in Christ, his righteousness. 

I have passed through all things, and through 
the spirit in spiritual experience, and find every- 
thing vain bufSimple faith" and grace and gift of 
God. And to pass through the law^ and all things 
from the time of conversion is to pass before the 
judgment seat of the Infinite, and to as many as 
^re able to pass through this judgment, receive life 
Eternal, and to as many as are not able, it is their 
fate to perish. The people should have perfect 
guide and teachers, under the control of the great 
Almighty God, knowing and understanding all 
things as complete universal divines that the soul 
may be without bond in obedience to the grace and 
gift of God. 

There is no faith so perfect, saving, and direct 
in obedience to God, as living in, and depending en- 
trely in the righteousness of His Son. In this they 
are not permitted to turn to the right or left until 
the whole truth comes, that will make them free 
and enable them to Immortalize the divine will. The 
perfect faith taught is either to protect the spirit of 
holiness or lead unto the same, and all gospel should 
tend to the resurrection, to increase in spirit to the 
fulness stature, and measure that was in Christ. For 
we are designed to rise from this world spiritual 
bodies, more or less, and as Christ come in the flesh 



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vanquished the same, and gained the victory of death 
and the grave, so we all more or less, through Him, 
must gain the victory of death and the grave, to 
rise in Him. 

And the difference between the living and the 
dead is the spiritual and natural sense or life, and 
the necessary we should rise from this world spirit- 
nal bodies is (See Page 26) and as corruption is the 
food of fire, the baptism of fire acts similar upon 
the temple, the garden of the soul, if we fall under 
the law, by knowledge of sin we burn, grace being 
a consuming fire where sin has dominion. 

And as many as are dead, natural and live after 
the world, its persuits, enjoyments and pleasures, 
shall be left to the distruction of the same. It is 
a temporal hell to as many as are in progress, and 
an everlasting hell to those who are left behind to 
•'bury their dead." What we shall be in the life to 
come we must prepare in the present, we must gain 
in the faith and not to loose. 

If you need any evidence why we should not fear 
God the Creator of all things, I can give you the 
realities that will make you afraid, and you will see 
that it is impossible for us to escape Eternal flame 
without becoming obedient to the realities of the 
bible that are few, firm, and without altercation, 
whereby the perishing souls of mortal must submit 
themselves or perish. And if God permits I will al- 
so make plain the most important mysteries. I would 
not live in a mystery, to live in a mystery, for ' 'as many 
as have the Spirit of the Father, shall know all 
things, even the Creator — AmenI 



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When the stars shall fall, and the heavens benight; 

And darkness obscure the face of the sun. 
And a voice shall be heard with power and might; 

To say "It is done! It is done!." 
When God and His angels with destruction appears, 

And say to the righteous "Come in," 
When the voice of the arch-angel shall sound on 
our ears. 
Oh! what shall become of us then? 

We miserable mortals of anguish. 
We miserable mortals of clay. 




PART II. 



Lover's Gems 



Written by 



E. W. Cavanagh, Deaf Poet. 



1889-1895. 




^ 



ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 



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LOVE'S IMMORTAL DREAM. 



The heart — the soul — may stormy brood, 

Yet pleasant to the mind. 
It is so when in gloaming moods, 

I think of you and thine. 

It was early in the morning bright. 
When dark the night had fled. 

All things are clamoring in delight, 
And charming mostly said. 

We in this great adverse below 

Impressive events keep. 
The songs of lovers long ago 

Who now Immortal sleep. 

Sweet H. M.* She sleeps so cold. 

As does the humble B— .f 
While we, their names Immortal roll 

Over every land and sea. 

Was it, within some humble cot, 

Some fairy dell or glen. 
Or was it in some cherished spot 

Where love first won its name? 

Was it, within some shady nook 

Or dashing in the spray, 
Or singing in the merry brooks 

So winding in their way? 

O. no! I never can forget — 

As fleet those hours flew. 
And still I feel thy presence yet 

Of tresses dark, eyes blue. 

* Highland Mary. 

t Bard. Robert Burns. 



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As ages fleet, we all may meet 
When near those gliding- streams. 

And sing as well, as stories tell 
Of Love's Immortal Dream. 



OCCASIONAL POEMS. 

How very strange it seems to me, 

To greet the morning sky! 
And you as all the world to me 

Of all my hope that dies. 

Sometimes I think I am a fool 

If it is to be wise? 
And know the sweetest stories told, 

Are not from books but eyes. 

O, NO! NO! NO! I cannot stand 

The sweetness of the face. 
The gentle forms and tender hands, 

The loveliness and grace. 

I hardly think however pure, 

Or hope you could be mine. 
I know the danger would injure, 

The reason of the mind. 
When last, when last I saw your face, 

And as you said -'Good Day," 
Did you know how sad the case? 

You tore my heart away. 
How sweet to me to meet again, 

And tell me that you care. 
Would free me from a world of pain 

And lighten all despair. 



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No. life's not worth the while to live 

To be unworthy and forget. 
The sweetest gifts that God can give 

If mind and memory lingers yet. 

The truth, I only wish you knew, 

The law my hope that dies. 
It made me think that all was true 
But only told me lies. 

And this I stand so far from you, 

And life its sweetest claims. 
And this the wicked fully knew. 

They bound me with their chains. 

But O, if I could only hear, 

In life to act my part. 
I'd win the sweetest and most dear 

In truth with all my heart. 

Dark eye's the mystery of the night, 

To me sublimely fair! 
They shine and twinkle in the light 

Like jewels or the stars. 

Then if those lines to you are meet 
To hold them in your hands'? 

You know my heart is at your feet, 
To trample or command. 

But O, it would make my heart to bleed 

To fall in others hands. 
And if I make it hard to read, 

Will you understand'? 



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LOVE AND THE ANGEL. 



Thy love would make an angel 
If thou art sweet and true. 

I'll cherish thee in memory 
And think the same of you. 

Thy love would make an ang-el 
What could I wish for more'? 

Thus linger, and to dwell with thee 
Is heaven's open door. 

The world is stormy, dark and wide, 
So hard to breast and fight. 

With thee a darling for a bride 
Is future fair delight. 

To rest thy bosom snowy white 

If thou would 'st in mine. 
No sweeter armour guards the night, 

Develops, or intertwines. 

If soft and gentle is thy face 

And if modesty to reign. 
If love and truth thy life and grace 

God's sweetest design. 

Thy love would make an angel 
If thou art sweet and true. 

I'll cherish thee in memory 
And live the same for you. 



ADVICE TO THE BEAUTIFUL. 

Of yourself think very little, 
Be unconscious of your beauty. 

Let no earthly fame or title 
Win you from your present duty. 



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What if praise of men elates thee? 

Care thy beauty not for man. 
Know, the grace of God awaits thee 

And as ang-els you will stand. 



SWEET MAID. 



I love you sweet and g-entle maid, 

Will you the love fulfill? 
Though wealth, and beauty grace, may fade^ 

You will be dearer still. 

There's some that love like rivers slow, 

Some like rippling rills. 
Some like the stormy winds that blow. 

God blesses love filial. 



SWEET FRIENDSHIP'S AID— CUPID. 



When low, and down, outcast I feel, 
I seek sweet friendship's aid. 

There is no coat or mail of steel. 
Will shield me from the maids. 

The quivering shaft, the cast and glance 

I'm sure I can't conceal. 
Yet in herself the circumstance 

She is the safest shield. 



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AS THE ANGELS ARE, TO ME SO ARE YOU. 



You are sweeter far to me, 
Than all the angels are to me, 
And when the morning star I see,. 
Then you appear to me. 

Then if to me, if not to be 
As the angels are to me? 
When, the morning star you see 
Will you remember me? 



O LET US NOT ABUSE. 

Hours of darkness, hours of night, 
May the stars be shining bright. 
Gospel truth of love and light, 
O let us not abuse. 

In dispute of wrong and right. 
Clouds there be that cloud the sights 
Still be gentle and polite. 
O let us not abuse. 



LOST ONE. 



Poor little star, so sweet, so dear. 
Would that I could see you. 

Tell me, tell me where you are? 
That I may go to you. 

Most dear and sweet, of all to meet^ 

I would you not to sever. 
Thine eyes so sweet, I long to greet 

And look in them forever. 



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ADIEU. 

How strange it seems my hope for one, 
Once glowing like the rising sun! 
Now setting in the west far, 
Or fading like a morning star. 

United in heart, but yet as two, 
Most true at last to be untrue. 
'Tis thee to part, and I to rue; 
Farewell to thee. Adieu! Adieu! 



FRIENDSHIP. 



A friend sincere 's a friend indeed 

And a friend for a time. 
A friend that'll forsake me in my need 

Is no friend of mine. 

With throbbing heart and aching brain, 

The results of uncertainty. 
Tender friendships warm'st claim, 

I pledge my heart to thee. 



INCONSISTENCY. 



Sin is a fair, a beautiful dream, 

Wherein the golden glitter gleams! 

We seize the shining pearls that seems. 

What do we find? 

A pierced heart, a wounded mind. 

The bright, the blushing, blooming rose; 

In plucking to our pleasure pose. 

It drooping, dying, sadly close 

Its bloom, is fled, forever. 



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CHIME THE MERRY X'MAS. 



Chime the Merry Christmas, 

Most glorious events of the year 
Spare not the joyful kisses, 

Stay not the silent tears. 
Methink I hear a thousand songs. 

As if it were angels singing. 
Cloudburst of melodies long. 

Ten thousand joys bringing, 

CHRISTIAN FRIENDS. 



This mortal life has taught us, 

In ways all wrong to live. 
It is our hope that God, through Christ, 

He may us all forgive. 

That in our daily journey. 
The celestial lands we near. 

Our love, our joy, our hope may be. 
To meet each other there. 

UNEVENTFUL MARRIAGES. 



Morning the time I would my bride engage, 

And kiss the dewy lips. 
Night is the time I would wish for the cage. 

Or walk among the cowslips. 

The morning of night united: 

Sweet June, or May. 
The sweet young lives that are blighted, 

In the fading away. 

I'm sure its time for the moon to grin, 
And "Puck" to chase the elflns. 



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GOD IS LOVE. 



These glowing* worlds and countless stars above, 
With beauties of nature, incessant rivers flow. 

But then we read the impression "God is love," 
In every form of mortal haunts below. 



INFINITE RADIANCE. 



There's countless worlds that bound through end- 
less space. 

The terrestial planets, boundless starlit skies. 
"When time to earth, and mortality shall cease; 

'Tis then the souls to glorious INFINITUM rise. 



GODDESS OF NATURE. 



The God of Nature, who formed thee, 

And as the spirit moves. 
No fairer sight was ever seen! 

If harmony I love. 

The sight, and sound, are equally sweet, 

Beneath thy lingers play; 
Adoring poets would sing and dream, 

And see Immortal Da v. 



OBIT TO SWEET SIXTEEN. 



O Soul that has fled, to the rays of its brightness. 
The closing in death, the folding in whiteness. 
A lily of gloom, to the crape of adorning. 
A flower in bloom, to the angel of mourninsr. 



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NATURE. 



Sublime is thy work, O Nature, 
Thou telleth me this thy tale. 

While storms are twisting- thy crescents. 
The sea and the ocean wail. 



FIDELITY. 



Will you lead me to think everything- of you? 

And in the end, Oh! cast me not away. 
You know my duty is to mourn and love you, 

That voice of love illumes the way. 

LOVE. 



Love's a true winged dove, 
It flies where it is knowing. 

Hallowed from above. 
From heavenwards flowing. 

MODESTY. 



We owe all thing to Him above. 

As modesty the posy. 
Bring me a token of thy love. 

An evergreen or rosey? 

HOPE. 



It is I love; it is as ever. 

That my heart it longs for thee. 
Songs of angels flow forever: 

Gently whispering silently. 



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INTENSITY. 



Will you accept this little pose, 
Of sweet and weary pain? 

Eyes of love may never close, 
But watch for thee ag-ain. 



DEAR LITTLE FRIEND. 



Can you be my little friend? 
As the sweetest of God-sends. 
That your heart may ring with mine. 
Then for me the sun will shine. 



BE NOT UNTRUE. 



Be not untrue; 

'Tis God, who loved and made you, 
He made the adornments of the skies. 
He wakes the glory of thine eyes. 



REMEMBER ME. 

When cross'd in life's stormy sea, 
And setting is the golden sun. 

Will you, will you, remember me; 
Remember me when I am o;"one. 



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CAN THOU BE MOVED? 



Thus we met, and we loved; 
Can I forget, can thou be moved? 
Tell me love, tell me dearest? 
All to me in life the fairest. 



TRUE FOR ALL. 



As true for all, I'm true to none, 
Every day, and every one. 
When thoughts impure, to demure 
I look to heaven and endure. 



GENTLY. 

I love the accents dear, 
Of gentle womankind. 

How many that I would prefer. 
Would they all were mine. 



FALSE FRIENDSHIP. 

I oft have trusted friendship dear. 

In friendship but deceit; 
Until all kindness seems a snare 

To trap my weary feet. 



6o 
THINK WELL OF ME. 

To me this life's a stormy I stormy sea! 

Of me I hope you will think well. 
For here is all adversity, 

And our destiny heaven or hell. 



SPHINX. 

Was in the crescent age of time, 

So many years ago. 
When men engraved their image and wrote 

Of things they did not know. 



THE POET. 

His eyes are arches of heaven, 

His pen to fame aspires. 
His thoughts are like the lightning flies, 

His mane as lucifer. 



TREACHERY. 



Liove is a treacherous play to me, 

I fear it as a tragic death. 
Yet wounds it all the deeper me; 

With clouded mind, and heart's unrest. 
I'm always, always, true to thee. 

But then 'tis jilay'd to my death. 



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PEERLESS ONE. 

Let naught tarnish the thought so sweet 
The day I met the peerless one. 

Still lingers the impression meet, 
And just before the set of sun. 

Of that sweet hour, O, let me think, 

And nev'r a time to depart: 
Thy cup of virtue, let me drink. 

Thy voice of pleasure, well of heart. 

I saw the paleness of thy face, 
I saw the sadness of thine eyes, 

I saw the heart rung tale — the case; 
Wrapped in thy grevious obsequies. 

Could T but ease thy weary pain, 
Could I but fill thy life with joy. 

Would bring me back to youth again, 
Relieve a heart that love decoys. 



LOVE'S TREACHEROUS PLAY. 

O, what is that, the tense of life that lires? 

Where heart, to heart, loving truth aspires; 

Without alternate, to change a poet's ire: 

O woman sweet, art thou an angel or snare? 

Or art thou cruel mire? 

Yet sweetly she reigns, the bleeding heart to tear, 

Midst whirling sense of wrong, and burning tears. 

Sweetly, and graceful — sublimely fair! 

And yet so unprincipled when moved to compare; 

Would leave no point for me but d and swear. 



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Of what inferior motive to emplace? 

To mark the changing joy, or anguish of thy 
brow. 
O, what amounts to me the kindest grace'? 

Such as my mourning, or my glory now? 

So fair thy beauty, and thy lovely eyes. 

My whole enraptur'd grace — so fair a sight! 
Would know no heaven sweeter in the skies; 

Than look within thy face a single night. 



FAREWELL. 



My soul was stirred as the deep, 
My heart it stormed as the sea: 

And now when dashed against the roek« 
Will any sigh for me? 

When lonely, and in far off lands; 

Upon the seas may die. 
You know me not through here I stand, 

And bid you all "Good Bye!" 

WHAT I THINK OF MY DEAREST. 



Are you willing in thy beauty 
In my heart I long for thee. 

Will you give ten thousand kisses, 
In the sweetest memory? 

I am lonely, not elated. 
In the truest love divine. 

In the purest love of woman. 
How I would that you were mine. 



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DISCUSSION. 



Well, love dear, tell me intentions? 
There are some thing's that need mending. 
There are some bows that need bending-. 
When Cupid's arrows are pending-. 

There are some mysteries worth finding-, 
There are some ties worth binding, 
There are some things worth minding, 
As clocks and watches need winding. 



LISTEN, LOVE. 



Tell me how that I can please you, 
Listen, love, thy voice impart. 

How to care, how to ease you, 
All my soul, all my heart. 

As the silent river flowing. 
Sunlight glistening, starlight gleams; 

So there is a love unknowing- 
Deep within Immortal dreams. 

In thy beauty, and agreement, 

In the glory grace divine I 
Suffer me, those words endearment. 

Tell me, will you not be mine? 

In this life as I please you. 

Of my duty, and my part. 
How to care, how to ease you. 

All my soul, all my heart. 



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SUICIDE AND DEATH OF A YOUNG LADY 
AT LEADVILLE, COLO. 



To her has ceased murmurings. 
No more for her the birds will sing-; 
Sweet lisping songs of coming spring, 
O, tie of life, Oh! "Death its sting." 

A world of vice drowned in woe — 
So loath the sense to listening ears. 

Foul the husband, pure the glow. 
To all that mutul love endears. 

Blighted; No more of death it fears. 

Sweet friends, and far from mountains wild. 

So lone in beauties silent chains; 
Hear thou the languish of the childV 

For which the bosom fondly strains. 
No more thine arms shall claim. 

O. Death I thou cannot be a sin — 
This form of life to languish in. 

Sweet mission come, and free the bride 
From this the mortal dragon tied. 
She turned her head and died. 



* This young- lady was of beautiful character, hig-hly es- 
teemed in the locality in which she lived. The deed was done 
in despair of being- tied to a brutal husband, who beat her for 
her small earnings to spend in his drunken fits. Her rela- 
tives lived in Scotland 



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DYING FRIENDS. 



Farewell, dear friends, are you going? 

To the far off worlds unknowing. 
Where rivers of life cease flowing. 

And the soul to its celestial glowing. 
And all that is dear is clouded in gloom; 
And all that is darkly is left to its own. 

O dawn of that morning, and beautiful land. 

As far from us herein the heavens bright. 
We mark with sorrow the taking in hand; 

And nearer, and dearer, the gates of light. 
From all that is mortal the soul has flown; 
From earth to the lights of a celestial throne. 

O shadows of death, and darkness implore; 

O light of thy form is with us no more. 
O brightness of morning and life evermore, 

O numbers, and numbers, have gone before. 
No more of earth, no more of thee know; 
Farewell to all mortal, the bidding adieu. 



NOTICE. 



The writer's experience consists and proves 
that of Michael's contest with Satan in his greatest 
power. According to the word in Revelations "He 
that overcomes all things, to him shall I give the 



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bright and morning- star." And no one can over- 
come all things without meeting them; to this is 
given my credit in actual experience, and open con- 
flict: I do and conquer. They are all inward ex- 
periments, but so plainly marked that others have 
superseded themselves. The writer has had little 
rest to perfect his works until he came to the beau- 
tiful city of Omaha,* where "Law is equality, and 
equality is law." 



CAPITOL OF KANSAS. 



What makes the difference where I go. 
What makes the difference where I stay, 

Over the rail from Oswego. From Osage City. 
To Alma I Rambling so drearly. 

From the Capitol, the starry dome, 

The terrace blue and flags to fall. 

To Leavenworth, the soldiers home; 

A little flag more dear than all. 
Rose high up love, truth, etc. 

This little flag, I watched so anxiously, 

As it rose high up while others fell. 
And love and truth, stood before Eternity! 

Proclaming the sorroundings— a lying hell. 

Speed I Speed I sweet message if just and true. 
But now so far. and out of sight. Wave forever. 

Kiss the heavens blue. 
As a star that shines in the darkest night. 



It is a dandy city as crowds upon the main. 
It is a rolling" city, as it is a rolling- plain. 



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Dear little flag, thy fall, my hopes to close, 

Or lang-uish in a lovely charm 
I cannot ask except in sweetest poses, 
Before many a day why should ang-els mourn. 

My hope in God, "The bright and morning star." 

In losing thee, to lose a fairest aid. 
In love a principal of Eternal war. A priceless 
boon, as would be lowly laid. 

Fair Queen! did I see thy face, thy lovely form. 
And not the soul, the deep, and inward heart. 
Live I this, enslaving in thy charms; 
In hope and fear to know thee as thou art. 

The object of man's hope so bright and glowing, 
To image all of angel in woman kind. 
Would find me here, my fate still quite unknow- 
ing. 
In EUisworth — ^and — Saline I 



COLORADO SPRINGS, COLORADO. 



BRIDAL RETREAT OF THE WEST. 



Thou fair a flower as blooms in western wilds, 
Unfold to all, summer, seasons springs, 

Adorned to charm, in Nature's sweetest smiles, 
And tuned to the harp of the poet's loved strains. 

She has not paved streets; but, broad as shaded 
bowers. 

Her parks are beautiful where we all love to meet, 
Where speeds Cupid's darts on golden winged hours, 

And love watches silently at her gates. 



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And great as earth's sentinel stands the snow white 
head.* 
Snow crowned, over plain, and around his clus- 
tered sides 
The stars! the faithful watches of the silent dead. 
When night closes around and decks her as his 
bride. 

Her churches are fair, where wondrous works are 
growing-. 
Gushing fountains, sweet emblems of love and 
truth, 
Year in and year out, springs new jow overflowing;. 
And the town bells toll through age and youth. 

Her mountains re-echo ten thousand musical sounds,. 

As shadows flit by on mystic angel wings, 
Gives forth to all joy, sorrow, profound. 

Sweet bella, fair city, Colorado Springs. 

WOMAN. 

Woman is the half of man. 

The Savior of the whole. 

Christ, the Savior of us all, 

The Savior of the soul. 
Sanctified as perfect whole, 

One in heart and mind. 
Thus while mortal ages roll. 
There's two of every kind. 
* * * * 

Forbid me not, forbid me of her. 
Take me from her love, O never. 
As I love you, love I ever. 
Life in death is not forever. 

* Pike's Peak. 



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TRIBUTE TO THE LADIES, 



When loud and long- the heavens ranol- 
The descending- star from worlds above. 

And deep within the soul-heart sang. 
God's gift to man as this I love. 

Woman, holy, sweet and pure, 

Shall we— through mortal age endure? 



MY MORNING STAR. 



O what a bright sunrise for me. 

My morning star rise over moon I 
It glows and shines upon the sea. 

O, may I live to claim my own. 

Thy beauty wakes my soul within, 
Sweet vision of the starry skies. 

Sweet love of God and gift to man, 
Oh! may I shine within thine eyes. 

As flowers bloom all over the earth 

To speak of true humanity. 
Of every soul of living worth, 

Of beauty, love, and modesty. 

Could I but drink thy beauty up. 
Enjoy sweet life as all for thee. 
Twould sweeten every bitter cup. 
And chase all misery and cares away 



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PIKE'S PEAK SUMMITS 

AND 

GARDEN OF THE GODS. 



Alone those awful heights I did ascend I 
With no one I know, but God my living friend, 
With hope my footstep gear, and armour bright. 
And Christ my only guide, my only light. 

High up, those rocky castles, capped white in snow. 
The clouds far out upon the plains, are like clouds 

blow. 
Magnificent, how grand the view; the summit scenes 

sublime I 
Contending with the elements through ages and all 

time. 

* 'GARDEN OF THE GODS." the evidence of Al- 
mighty power, 

Path of the world, and enchanting lovers" bower. 

■"Cave of the winds"" where the gem and glitter 
glow. 

Flocks and the mountains, where the titanic forces 
show. 

Where rocky I rocky crags meet I The roaring tor- 
rents flow, through the canyons ring so sweet. 

Where Nature, gorgeous in her charms. The gen- 
ius of mortal men. 

Have bound the lightning of the clouds I To tower 
them thence again. 

Rocks and the mountains, mineral fountains, place 
where from ages the natural waters flow. 
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Those who climb and reach the topmost summit, 
Of life its bond, and minds unbounded limit. 
To find at last, to stand on solid g-round. 
So thus the truth, to all the world will sound. 

If well you mean, so real a fame support, 
Of this my manuscript. What's the retort"? 
If all is well to the Eternal ^ain. 
Rob me not. Oh I say "tis not in vain. 



MY HEART EXISTETH FOR THEE. 



Most dearest and sweetest, 
Of all that is neatest. 
The love that is fleetest. 
Should bring- me to thee. 

Like the wind where it listeth, 
It listeth, it twisteth. 
My heart that existeth. 
Forever for thee. 

The mountains may bind us, 
In fear, may bind us. 
May arms intertwine us. 
From death's agony. 

The love that was glowing-. 
Like a storm frowning-, 
To the quiets unknowing-. 
Is paining for thee. 



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Most dearest and sweetest, 
Of all that is neatest. 
The love that is fleetest, 
Should bring me to thee. 

Like the wind where it listeth^ 
It listeth, it twisteth. 
My heart that existeth. 
Forever for thee. 



LONELY. 



I am lonely, I am gloomy, 

I am weary of my life. 
I have loved all that's comely. 

Eternal life to strive. 

I have thought of home beyond me, 
I have thought of home above. 

I've forsaken all behind me. 
To live a life to love. 

Come life, come never, come whatever, 
I'm in search of endless day. 

'Tis forever, and forever. 
If light shines on the way. 



DEAR LITTLE MISS. 
No. 1. 



Dear little Miss, 

I cannot rest. 
Since I saw you last. 

To do mv best. 



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The stars they speak to me 

That you are true. 
My feelings are as deep for thee 

As the heavens bhie. 

Dear little Miss, 

I cannot rest. 
Since I saw you last, 

To do my best. 

When affections are real 

And they are broken, 
There is no remedy to heal 

The emotions. 

Dear little Miss, 

I cannot rest. 
Since I saw you last, 

To do my best. 



DEAR LITTLE MISS. 
No. 2. 



Dear little Miss, to find you this, 

In birds nest, far! far, west. 
Where grand old mountain range, 

On the border of the plains, Wist! Wist! 

Now sadly I return, 

In the waking of the morn, 
In the brightness of thy charm. 

Tell me this? 

Thy sweet young life of contentment mar, 

I would not do most fearest. 
As sweet to me as angels are. 

I really love you, dearest. 



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FAY WIEBLE. 
No. 3. 

Poor little Fay has come again, 
When she has been so long- away. 

My heart was filled with g-rief and pain 
For fear she would not come again. 

She is a comic little maid, 

With fair blue eyes and pleasant face. 
And when she respondeth to my aid, 

Sometimes with pleasing- air and grace. 

Her voice is sweeter than the birds, 
Her countenance good to look within. 

My pleading rhymes has she heard? 
O, may she keep from guile and sin. 

And when the summer brooklets flow, 
And May is carpeted with flowers — we! 

Or in the soft .Tune evening's glow, 
O, will she kindly think of me? 



DEAR LITTLE MISS. 
No. 4. 

If I in my lonely hours would wake 
And when her grace was near. 

Her kindly eyes would look in mine 
And stay the agonizing tear. 

If but her hand would rest in mine, 
That nothing could sever. 

And nothing lure her from my side, 
O, never, never, never. 



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And such a one I'd long- to find^ 
And search the world over. 

If she did let me call her mine, 
Before I'm old as G rover. 

And every hour devote to please 
And bid the knaves begone. 

And if she would just care for me, 
She did make the poet strong. 

SHE SAYS SHE'S LITTLE. 
No. 5. 



And now I am sinking like lead on the sea, 
My girl says she's little and can't marry me. 
She says that she's young, and that I'm old, 
And this is the reason her shoulder is cold. 
Ha! me; it is true, I am thirty and two; 
A young man is thirty and five will he do"? 
And forty, 'tis said, is the prime of mankind. 
I am sure I am sorry she cannot be mine. 

SHE COMES NOT. 
No. 6. 

Where is the fair, the just, and gentle maiden 

With whom I am to trust, to care if laden? 

She comes to me, so soft, so sweet, I know to love 
and cherish. 

And if my fate, I dare to meet, O then should I per- 
ish? 

She's adorned to the morning, but clothed in night. 

To me there's hope and warning, which way is 
bright'? 



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CRUEL AND FALSE. 

No. 7. 

If I only knew thou were not cruel and false, 
And swift to send the dagger to my heart. 

I might excuse thee, "lovely fair,'' with all thy 
faults. 
And haste to dwell with thee in holy mart. 

Just as the golden leaf gives place to youthful 
prime. 

If thus to stroll where lovely waters flow. 
What graces the solitary steps of mortal time, 

Am I true sweets with thee to never know? 



O WHERE'S THE HEART THAT BEATS 
FOR ME. 

No. 8. 

O. Where's the heart that beats for me? 

If I could only find her. 
I did search the world and seas over: 

Within my arms bind her. 

O, I would fold her to my breast, 

And never let her go. 
Until w^e all succumb at last 

To mortal needs below. 

If courage she would have a little. 

Just a little honor bold. 
And a little fundamental 

Within her daintv folds. 



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LOVERS' WALK. 



Away and slow, we will go, 
Where the shady waters flow. 
Where the weeping willows grow. 
Who knows a spot more dear and sweet, 
As that where faithful waters meet? 



LOVELY WOMAN. 



Most indispensable gift to man, 
O, lovely woman, sweet and fair! 

I feel it in the rushing winds, 
And see it in the triple star. 

And as you see the heavens blue, 
And as you see the bright sun rise. 

Fair ladies, to be mourned you. 
As angels fallen from the skies. 



HOLD THE FORT. 



We must always look above us, 
We must always trust in Him. 

For we know because He loved us, 
He has saved us from our sins. 

In the joy and great commission. 

In the holy transport. 
We must always seek remission. 

And together "Hold the Fort." 



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PRESIDENT HARRISON'S VISIT TO COLO- 
RADO SPRINGS, 1891. 



The banners rose high to hail the Nation's Chief, 
The town was decked in color bright. 

A laurel wreath for his stay so brief, 
All hearts were gladdened and made light. 

The budding spring, the blooming May, 

The steady tramp of the G. A. R. 
Music was sounding to haste awaj-. 

And the streets were lighted with many a star. 



TWO LITTLE GIRLS. 



Two little girls, just nine and ten, 

So far away am with you here. 
And I, a poet that sings to man, ^ 

Does give those lines— a father dear. 
Does send pearls, his little buds. 

May twine their arms — their mamma's care, 
And grow up in all good to God. 

This is the wish of your father dear. 
And I, a poet that sings to man, 

Does feel as one for all below. 



LOVE SONG. 
No. 9. 



Go sweet winds and be thou over. 

Take the secret to my love. 
Over the fields of blooming clover, 

Where you see the maple grove. 



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Tell her of her lover's g-loaming-, 

Of his heart in ag^ony. 
Watches for the star of morning". 

Hoping for the break of day. 

How I think of her and only, 

While the May cock's voice I hear 

Longing in this life so lonely. 

Browsing herds are lowering near, 

Go sweet winds and be thou over. 
Take the secret to my love. 

Over the fields of blooming clover. 
Where you see the maple grove. 



FOR THE STAGE. 



O, will you save me from this wretched state"? 
O, will you save me from the pending fate"? 
I have no one to love and call my own, 
No one to love me for myself alone. 

Sweetest, fairest of all earthly beings. 
Sweetest, fairest of the queens. 
Shall I write — shall I entreat in vain":" 
Or shall I send a bullet through my brain":" 

Faithful, good, and true you may be, 

The world will take a different view of me. 

What are your thoughts of me"? Are they good, or ill"? 

What I write, I mean and feel it still. 

That as a great broom the hurricanes — they sweep 

the earth. 
The storms march over the plains, and take man 

for what he's worth. 



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MY MISSION. 



The legion of the world— they come to me. 

Arrayed in battle form. 
They did my soul assault, 

As hail before a storm. 
They made me quake, they made me groan, 

I did them all defy. 
I stood upon a rock, a stone, 

And said I would not die. 

For I was clad in armour bright, 

And soon I made them feel, 
Though they were clad in iron. 

That I was clad in steel. 
And now upon this rock I stand, 

Eternity to efface. 
To wield the sword at His command, 

And save the fallen race. 

I passed in the great sphere 

The deep, my words are few. 
And now I'm here to conquer. 

Or bid the world adieu I 



THE EFFORTS OF MAN VAIN. 



He who lives to die at leisure. 

Hath discovered earth's greatest treasure. 

He who lives Eternal life to gain. 

Toils while here through hellish pain. 

And when at last the truth has found. 
His joy is more than kingly crowns. 
But truth with man indeed is vain, 
His toils and cares will not him bring. 



The coveted goal of his desire, 
But sink him deeper in the mire. 
Until the last strain in his mortal form, 
Is consumed, drained, and outworn. 

And more; he who seeks to please, his life's de- 
manded, 
And he who seeks to recompense is damned. 
For vain, O vain is mortal power. 
As we are consumed in our best endeavor. 

But he who believes and freely takes 

The foundation already given. 
And doubted not the king will wake, 

And show him the gates of heaven. 

^«- * * * * 

What way they take the broken heart to heal, 
'Tis in the truth we know that life is real. 
To live, to speak, as angels act and feel. 
Will quickly decide the fate of woe, or weel. 



IN HARMONY WITH NATURE. 



I love the pure and bright blue sky, 

I love the orbits ride on high. 

I love the canopy — the twinkling stars, 

I love the red planet Mars. 

I love the sun, its golden beam, 

I love the moon and silver streams. 

I love the daytimes perfect light, 

I love the darkness of the night. 

I love all Nature's mode adorning, 

I love the glory of the morning. 

I love to see the clouds unfold. 

At sunset eve, a sky of gold I 



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DUBUQUE, IOWA. 



The storm adversary of sin 
May drive me far and wide, 

I wander from my home and friends 
Upon the storm toss'd tide. 

In hope sweet life, sweet liberty. 

O, earth so fair, and sky so blue. 
Upon the brink of Eternity! 

I g-reet the city of Dubuque. 

City, beautiful, bright and fair I 
With many a blooming- bowers. 

Stands out to bold relief — and far 
The bulwarks and towers. 

Through the streets the busy tide 
Of humanity ebb and flow, 

Tells me of Pompeii, and of pride 
Of years long ago. 

And glittering in the golden sun 
The church and steeples high. 

Speak of thy loved and holy ones 
And guide them to the sky. 

And upwards from thy bosom swell 

O, City grow forever. 
By thy rocks and mountain dells 

And ever flowins" river. 



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WOMAN'S LOVE. 



Woman's love would, be, O, so sweet to me, 

And her care, 
As the dew drops of morning- on the wild rose. 

If she is fair. 

waking- hours of darkest night, 
Unthinkingly to sever. 

Unkindly and impolite, 

The anguish is forever. 

And do they know what to be mute'? 

And basely to say it. 
Imperfectly and in commute 

To work it as they may it. 

1 look for truth, in bloom of youth 
As wakes Eternal fire, 

But then as hornets sting — the truth 
Is but a gang- of liars. 

'Tis g-ood to know good when you see it, 

Speak truly when you g-o to it. 
However it may be, and if to me. 

It shall be as you say it. 



LITTLE ROOM. 



This is a nice little room to sleep in. 
There is no use in weeping, 
With not a many a thing a creeping. 
Welcome is the sweeping. 

The poet who dreams of welcome slumber. 
Of mystical bowers and number. 
This room is clean, and twenty-nine, 
Yes, twenty-nine is number mine. 



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The soul upon a bed so white shall lie. 

O, aching- heart, O, weary feet. 
Dispels the hours of agony, 

Of passing hours and moments fleet. 

And when the day is nobly done, 
As angels hove their watching keep, 

The sting of death and victory won, 
O, let me sleep. O, let me sleep. 



HAPPY NEW YEAR. 



Happy New Year. 

How sweet the sound, how dear, 
Rings out on the morning air! 

Solemn and profound. 

Happy New Year. 

With every sun and winter snow, 

And so it follows on. 
The events still to come and go. 

Of events dead and gone. 
Happy New Year. 



CHRISTMAS MORN. 
Colorado Springs, 1891. 



How are you all now this bright Christmas morn? 

To dawn in its beautiful stillness. 
As ring the sweet bells since the late passing storm.^ 

Well wishes in star flitter chillness. 



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ADIEU OLD YEAR.— 1891. 



Adieu Old Year of 1891. 

Welcome New Year 1892. 
As time and chronical ages run, 

We greet you now in nothing new. 

To thee Eternal Adieu. 



MODERN DANIEL. 



(Address to the People and City of St. Louis, or Seventh 
Angel.) 

Now here I am, I doubting stand 

I care not where I go. 
I am to you as you command 

And vain the worlds below. 

I live a life of destiny 

A sea of living moans. 
Until we mount Eternity 

I will to God alone. 

As Daniel in the lions den 

The same this day I feel. 
The star, the souls of valient men 

Defend with sword and steel. 

You know I cannot please you all 

A crucify to whiles. 
I fain would drink the bitter gall 

In love, and with smiles. 

When Christ was with us here below 

He suffered all the same. 
And I to all my friends or foes 

Would bless in his name. 



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Then who would this my part take 

The part have in him? 
Eternal life and death at stake 

O, God, forbid this sin. 

And now I pray you let me go 

And go where I may, 
For I his vessel passed through 

Fell in a trance one day. 

I saw Him whom all men have sought 

I stood before His face. 
I saw the dragon Michael fought 

That cursed all our race. 

I saw the Christ of heavenly fame 
Who suffered here below. 

The Savior Lord of all mankind 
The angel sounding w^oe. 

I saw the shining City bright 

Jerusalem descend. 
With angels singing day and night 

For this near the end. 

And great was war upon the earth 

Of i3rincipal and power. 
Destroy the Christs of second births* 

That shine before the hour. 

And then the scroll had passed away 

All things in heavenly light. 
And loud the sang and harmony 
Of angels clothed in white. 
*P'alse Christs. 



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*WHITE HORSE. 



Now hear the voice within the clouds 

Upon the waters tremble. 
To all the lowly, and the proud 

And all who may assemble. 

He knows the beginning- and the end 

And He who says '"lam" 
Says to the Nations mighty men 

I soon will all command. 

The sun will no more shed his light 
Midst battlement and thunder. 

The stars shall fade in endless night 
The moon fall asunder. 

When near this great, and dreadful day 

The terror of the Lord. 
The truth will mount Eternity 

Hail flame and sword. 

For soon the trumpet seventh sounds 
The world to judgment come. 

All crowns and kingdom crumble down 
And all called in one. 

This one was born in warm times 

Now him you do not know. 
How man have sought in every clime 

Shall blood in rivers flow. 



Yet dear, His love in all combines 
This great and grand display. 

That now in all its glory shines 
Shall quickly fade away. 



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For who can say 'tis not in vain 

Here temporarily to sever? 
But when, but when we meet again 
O may it be forever. 
*Written while the St. Louis Exposition was in 
session. Oct. 6th 1890. 



DEAR OLD YEAR OF 1890. 



The dear Old Year, 
It dying- closes; 

A bright New Year 
In happy poses. 



PATIENCE. 



What we may think, with roses on a bier! 
How we may feel, when we have more to care! 
Just what we do, it does not now appear! 
What we may rue. in many an after year! 



LOVE. 



Love's a true winged dove. 

It flies where it is knowing. 
Hallowed from above, 

From heavenwards flowing. 



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SERMONS TO CONVERTED. 

I Call, I Call You in the Name of the 
Lord Jesus, to Repentance and Remission; 
AND that You "Keep the Gift Blameless." 

I would prefer the remission and admission of 
all or else to die in the grace, love, and gift of God. 
When you feel yourself in the presence of the Im- 
mortal witnesses for life, or for death, for better, or 
for worse. How awful it is to feel that you have no 
present follower that understands and feels the 
presence of God's Almighty hand that compels our 
love and direct union for the sake of all and salva- 
tion. 

Those who experience the realities of these de- 
grees magnifies the awful truth, and none can sup- 
port them but God, and there is no Savior or medi- 
ator but Christ. It is the reality that develops to 
sublimity and danger, death, and destruction that 
magnifies and enforces the necessary of Christ, Hi& 
righteousness and the highmindedness of the w^orld 
and morality that makes us ashamed of true Chris- 
tianity, the sweetness of the Gospel, and tender 
words of consolation that springs from the fountain 
of love and Immortality; the languishing of the Im- 
mortal through the baptism of fire, for the sake of 
all and the ungodly. 

As true followers of Christ we are debtors to 
suflfer, to endure from the time of conversion 
through His strength the anguishing and suffering 
He Himself went through, until the whole truth 
comes that will make us free; and that is the clear 
field of destiny where all things are made plain. 

Are you sure that you love God with all your 
hearts, and are you extremely dear to each other in 
your love? 



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Have you the full assurance of life Eternal 
through Christ? 

Do you feel in the presence of the Immortal 
witnesses that you are bound for heaven and the 
Immortal lands? 

Without those assurances we cannot enter 
there, for what excuse have we for not having 
them? 

The providence of God makes all allowance for 
us, and the combination in the full sense and devel- 
opment of the holy ghost is the kingdom of heaven. 

The mortifying of sin unto death ought to free 
us from mortality, all knowledge of sin by the law, 
that we may develop through Christ, to new and 
glorious beings, in the perfect knowledge of our 
vSavior: His love in submission to the will of God. 

Therefore I instruct you to separate yourselves 
from all evil and worldly glory, and take no thought 
or care of how we shall get along as it is God's 
providence: and we live entirely unto God through 
the spirit. 

"As the wind bloweth, and thou hearest the 
sound; but canst not tell whither it listeth: so is 
everyone that is born of the spirit." 

Thus we worship Him in reality and in truth. 
Then let us subsist in the spirit, to live and walk in 
the light of God, for indeed there is nothing to be 
desired in this world, no wealth, gain or glory of 
the world that will not be charged to our accounts; 
and make the journey more grievous, tiresome, and 
perhaps darken our hearts entirely. 

It is quite necessary that we should "forsake 
all things,'' for not till then will their evil effect be 
fully manifested. What more should we desire 
than the pure and holy love of God and each other 



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in fulness of spirit? For combined therein is al. 
salvation, and love and truth is the sweetest and 
greatest of all salvation power. 



LOVE AND TRUTH. 



In love Christ died for us, and endured the 
abuse and humility that we might be free and have 
promise, and in truth know the will of the Father 
to perfect submission. 

Now what I write here is a testimony, a testi- 
mony to the converted for the protection of the 
ghost, and prove the necessity of the Gospel. As 
we cannot always abide in this present life of hap- 
piness or misery, and "without holiness no man 
shall see the Lord," and if the gospel was not the 
calling to holiness it would not be necessary: and 
we should live and walk in holiness, and always be 
ready to pass from this life to the world to come. 

Therefore let us deny ourselves entirely that 
we may know the will of the Father, and to be led 
of the spirit to do in love what otherwise would be 
a grievous burden or bondage. If we are not sub- 
missive to the will of God through Christ, it is 
hardly possible we can be saved. For the changing 
from the mortal to the Immortal sense is requested. 
From the old to the new and beautiful life that is in 
Christ. To be born again (See page 16), and this 
cannot be except through the effectual workings 
and operations of God and the spirit, and it is quite 
necessary that we render our mortal bodies a living 
crucifixion, holy and acceptable to its Creator, that 
whatever righteousness there is it may be of 
God. And God requests nothing of us but that we 



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are entirely submissive to His will through the 
grace of His beloved Son. And a pure and holy 
love is the fulfillment of all commandments and re- 
quirements of God. 

When Christ says we must forsake all things and 
follow Him, He means it. And when He says, 
"First obtain the kingdom of heaven, and all those 
things shall be added unto you," He means it. And 
when those things which are most simple are fol- 
lowed, then the necessary will be made plain. 

The kingdom of heaven is found here "within 
us" in our love for each other, to love and be be- 
loved, rejoicing together in the Holy Ghost, and 
exclusion from this blest and the love of God, is 
perdition. And if we live here as extremely dear 
to each other so when we die we shall not be 
separated from each other, but shall cross and join 
each other in the land that is forever, and ever; 
where Christ is and is our King. A happiness that 
only true Christians are aware of and need not be 
mentioned here but experienced. 

The simple words of truth and love aught to 
always prevail against the art and intellect of the 
day, (I mean scientific reason) for certain reasons, 
as the universal creed and position of the world, in 
every man for himself, makes our existence an un- 
bearable hell of adversity. So the most beneficial 
part of life to peace and happiness is charity, 
patience and self-denial. 

Christ being the Savior of the world, so we all 
must ascend to the Father through Him, to abode 
while on earth as one body, one mind, and one 
spirit. But as the religious decrees are taught, all 
orders and great denominations are becoming too 
wise and self confidental to be good examples. 



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And the principles of self -desire, avarice, ambition, 
and impeachment, too strong to live by the simple 
word of grace and modesty and the dissemination of 
wealth and gain in difhdence of ability to conquer 
in immortal victory compelling many to become 
universalists, that is not an approved situation of 
humanity before God, as a direct turn and submis- 
sion to Christ is necessary, as a one Eternal combin- 
ation from the beginning to the end. 

As one chosen of God to become a true Divine 
Philosopher, to prove the affectual realities and 
decrees of the Bible that are without alteration in 
action upon the temple for salvation or destruction. 
If we all understand rightly together, the true de- 
crees and intent of the bible, it will act and pre- 
pare us all for Christ's second coming and decent of 
New Jerusalem. This is the design and purpose of 
our Heavenly Father. And as Christ knew the 
will of the Father, so do I know it in the present. 
And for the reason that "all things shall be found 
out in the last days,'" I am with you all an avenging 
angel of love and truth, and to make plain the 
design of God as well as under very heavy and 
extraordinary power I carry the mission of love 
and truth to all in modesty and without words or 
assumption. 

One who knows the mystery of heaven and hell 
temporal and eternal, and have experienced the 
realities of each with an unquenchable fortitude and 
courage long enough to explain them fully, that 
will be seen in many parts of this little book. x\ll 
professional Christianity is in vain, as it is the 
reality that develops to sublimity, and we are 
debtors to save each other for Christ's sake, and 
the real faith is either to protect the spirit of holi- 



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ness, or to lead unto the same and all gospel should 
tend to the resurrection, to increase in spirit, to 
the fullness, stature, and measure that was in 
Christ. This is the quickening- from the dead, 
as Christ spoke concerning Himself. That if He 
(Christ) arose from the dead, He would draw all 
men unto him, "Meaning that we all shall ascend 
to the Father through Him and the necessity of 
the gospel is made very plain here. 

If we do not rise from this world spiritual 
bodies, we cannot escajDC Eternal flame, (See Page 
54) and our resurrection shall be according to the 
power, measure of the ghost through the beloved 
Son of God, whose necessity is not made plain 
imtil our own righteousness is entirely destroyed. 

And as I have said, all things would be found 
out in the last days and it is the decree of Christ 
to save sinners. I have passed through all things 
according to mind and thought and spiritual exper- 
ience, things universal and adversal, things past 
and things to come. The realities of life and 
death, temporal and eternal. I have passed 
through the deep, through flame and through fire. 
And have stood before the judgment seat of the 
Almighty God. And though I have done those 
things, and the spiritual gift given to me accord- 
ing to the Father's everlasting will. Yet Christ 
was ever before me to Judge me in the Divine sense. 
I have experienced the power of Noah, Moses, and 
Daniel, in the second decree. {See Page 23, and 13). 

Christ's coming is to destroy the knowledge 
and power of sin which is by the law, and to free 
us from self-righteousness which is very strong be- 
cause of our natural morality, wherein is all danger 
and mangulation. (And to make us all equal with 



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Him in spirit as "Joint heirs" in which we are not 
judged after the world a great error — but in 
■Christ). 

These are real religious sentiments and facts, 
and in them according to the power of God and the 
ghost, we experience the same realities and decrees 
of Christ, and the Apostles as of old as true fol- 
lowers of Christ. 

"All His waves go over me" 

Like thousand murmers of the sea. 

This is one of the most beautiful sermons ever 
issued from the pen of mortal, written by me in 
Wisconsin, in 1887. Typewritten by parties in 
Chicago, in 1889. Who thought it so beautiful, 
I was not doubted by those who read it to be Christ 
■come again. 

It is an honor I dare not own 

But still I am of Him to come. 
Alone! Alone I if all alone 

With Christ my kingdom, and my home. 

O may heavens protect me from a form of prov- 
idence wherein angels of hell could not be more 
•effective to the destruction of a faithful servant of 
■God. The real author of these sermons and every 
line of this little book not under quotation, marks 
the imperfect interest of scientific professionals 
who make it a particular profession to wrangle 
•over everything issued from my pen, that results 
due the author may not fall due to him, and in 
which I have no knowledge of except what I can 
feel and see from the general actions of the people 
towards me, indicate beyond doubt that all I 
imagine is true. 

This alone has the terrible effect in advantage 
of my deafness makes it necessary for me to give 



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the names of all who are witnesses and believe me 
to be the real author of everything I claim. I have 
the names of the state officers of Colorado, and of 
the state department of Colorado at the World's. 
Fair. Simply will add the names of those who are 
witnesses, and the printers. 

We are witnesses of Mr. Edmund "W. Cavan- 
ag-h's, D. P., ability as a literary gentleman, and 
author of all he claims. 

M. W. Riley, Chicago. 

Ernest E. Whitney, local poet of Colorado 
Springs. 

Ira A. Sprague, Mayor of Colorado Springs. 

Attorney Hemenway. 

C. H. Chamberlin. 

Colorado Chieftain: Will DeLong, Editor; G. 
H. Porter; Grace Hodge. 

OMAHA WITNESSES. 

G. H. Anglin, of Western Literary Association. 
W. A. Hixenbaugh, Western Publishing Co. 
Certificate from Librarian of Congress. 

E. W. Cavanagh, D. p. 



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THE STAR OF LINCOLN. 



A SHORT ARTICLE OF NATIONAL PHILOSOPHY, 
BY E. W. CAVANAGH, D. P. 

War could not be called anything else but a 
national blunder to the broad, clear intellect of 
the day and statesman, only the gratification of 
national pride and ambition, yet if war should hap- 
pen, in the predestination of our modern times, 
it would be an awful conflict in which rivers of 
blood would flow, if indeed the "Moon was not 
changed"' with the present instruments of warfare 
the present geniuses of our times could invent, or 
produce, would bring the greatest war that ever 
effaced Eternity to a complete termination within 
six months. 

It is sad to think that so brilliant men as the 
south owned with those who stood in opposition to 
the liberty of the U. S. should make their blunder 
so plain, to mention slavery contrary to the golden 
statue of Liberty and right before God, and thus 
plunge the infant states into war and bloodshed 
which cost so many brilliant lives, and which it 
will take many of years of tax and hard labor to re- 
cover. Indeed, so great has been the cost and de- 
struction that it would cover all the expenses of the 
poor of America, to keep them in comfortable cir- 
cumstances for many years to come. Great men 
evidently make great blunders. While slavery 
reigned, it could not be called a land of liberty, and 
while state held a separate right independent of 
the national control it could not be called a Nation- 
al Union. This shows up the cause of Lincoln. 
No star could crown a head with g-reater luster and 



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sense of right than that of Lincoln, who made this 
particular sentence his point of reason: "A house di- 
vided against itself cannot stand," making- this one 
cause the only one whereby the National Union 
could be preserved. Let this be a warning to all 
great statesmen hereafter. A lady once said to me 
that she thought "'Washington the Father of his 
country and Lincoln the Savior," a beautiful oracle 
of national history, and w^ar could not be justified 
under any other principle than the perseverence of 
liberty, the design of Christ, by any reasonable leg- 
islature of nations, because war can be easily avoid- 
ed by wise and general legislature, as there is nO' 
point that reason cannot reach in the present scien- 
tific day, only very particular men are needed as 
our statesmen to avoid all causes for war. The law 
says. ''An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.' 
While the liberty of Christ says, Love, Brother- 
hood, and Union, wath Liberty, the seal and helmet 
of the United States. 

Yet those experienced in the breaking of in- 
temperate habits w^ill find them as mighty and 
powerful as the chains of slavery, in which cost so 
many lives and expense to the nation. Those who 
permit the reign of intemperate habits cannot be 
called loyal subjects to a country of this design, the 
land of liberty, with its beautiful standard of stars 
and stripes, the only cause for w^ar now^ and forever 
worthy the great mortality that will result if war 
should happen, and there is no cause for war that 
war will not drown in a ten-fold greater calamity. 

Now this war did not only plunge the nation 
into great loss and debt, but it cost the life of one 
of the nation's greatest and most loved statesmen, 
great, noble and kind-hearted, and one who strictly 



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adhered to truth. I wish to say right here that 
truth is the only thing under heavens whereby jus- 
tice can be had and rendered. It is tlie golden 
standard of man and youth, and the magnet of civ- 
ilized power. We all loved Lincoln because of his 
truth, simplicity and humanity, wherein he magni- 
fied his office to perfection, and hated his slayer, 
which forever will be a blot on the theatrical pro- 
fession, from which it can never recover. Wash- 
ington and Columbus are other model minds — 

Who rose like the sun. through age and time so fleet 
Over the broad lands where mighty nations meet: 
Crowned by every land and laurel sweet, 
Then set themselves down in mighty nations' seats. 

First President of the United States was born 
Feb. 22, 1732. Died Dec. 14, 1799, Mt. Vernon. 

The sixteenth President of the United States 
was born Feb. 12, 1809. Died April 15, 1865, Wash- 
ington, D. C. 



LEGAL NOTICE. 



I vv^ish to state that I am the real author of this 
little book I am selling. My name is Edmund W. 
Cavanagh, Deaf Poet, State Poet of Colorado and 
the Rocky Mountains, formerly known in Wiscon- 
sin, Chicago, St. Louis, and Denver, Colo., now at 
Omaha publishing my book. I wish the people to 
understand in particular that all demonstrations 
and intentions as if for my interest are foolish, and 
the device of swindlers who make this their partic- 
ular profession that they may run all results due 



me from my genius and writing's from my g-i-asp. 
They are scientific and artful in the extreme from 
long experience; and it will be folly for us to try 
and stop it or catch them, except in the form I here 
lay down. 

That I command all such work to stop at once, 
and it shall be the duty of the people, and whoso- 
ever buys and reads my book, to apprehend all 
found tampering with this little book or the arti- 
cles therein, or my character, property, or ability, 
or controlling the people in any form in delicates to 
my interest, shall lay themselves liable to a heavy 
fine, not less than $5,000.00, part going to the pros- 
ecutor, and all testimony and convictions to be fully 
heard before me and a justice of the peace, as there 
is nothing I will not be happy to answer for, or 
wish to keep secret from the people. This act is 
necessary for the interest and peace of the people, 
and life to the author. 

To make this terribly effective for any friend 
who will be so kind as to notify me of any such do- 
ings, I have the correct dates of all articles written 
by me and in the little book, in reserve. 

People who have not the cash to pay me now 
for my little book, will please sign for one to come 
sometime in the near future this winter, as this is a 
favor you can so easily do me; while there is no 
other you can do without making matters worse. 

This is also certified by the Librarian of Con- 
gress, printers, and my nearest friends that I am 
the legal author. Very truly, 

Edmund W. Cavanagh, 

Deaf Poet. 



Sin is the dark world, and love 
the g-olden sun. 

One dies in self one 

Eternal runs. 



Entered according to the Act of' 

CONGKESS, IN the YeAR 18%, 

By Edmund W. Cavanagh, D. P., 
IN the office of the Librarian of 
i Congress, .at Washington, D. C. 



The ocean leaped up in derision 
to the skies! 

And declared the land drowned with 
deception and lies 



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